✰. 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌

𝟎𝟐. Forget the stars

𝘁𝘄𝗼 /
A reckless artist with
a hungry desire
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𝑻he sun was warmly shining inside your room. The warm colored light let the dust in your room seem like fresh fallen snow from the winter months. A snowfall which fell on the lying sketching papers and used canvas.

But besides the aesthetical fact, your room looked like a bomb of paper exploded in there. Your table, your bed, your ground and even your nightstand were full of drawings about him.

Ugh...you groaned as you slowly rose up from your bed. Your eyes fell on your floor before you starting looking around. Damn it, you could already see the headache which was coming towards you when your mother would see your room.

Your eyes fell on your drawings more over on your canva which was lying in the middle of your room. It was a drawing of the mysterious boy from yesterday.

It was like an obsession which struck on you since the moment you saw him fight, and it didn't let you go till you had the perfect drawing of him. A drawing which was probably laughing at you for wasting all your time. For losing your mind and driving you back in the utterly passion of Obsession to draw this exact moment of him down, to  capture this very much moment, when he first caught your attention.

You remembered how you spent every hour on it till you were finally finished with your masterpiece. A plain of satisfaction was seen on your face before you got yourself knocked out by exhaustion.

Is this how an artist felt when he found his very much muse? Is this why the historical books kept that hidden so that the future generations wouldn't get any bad ideas how driving back the artist were back then, to  their passion, to their muse?

Before you could break the little head of yours with all these silly thoughts you had - you needed to get yourself ready to go out. Then, today you had promised a very close friend of yours, to help her out. Meaning you would spend the afternoon for it.

You groan as you slowly walk up to your closet just to take out the best set of clothes which catches your eyes at the moment. Ugh, you weren't able to say no because Kotoha was a very good friend of yours even when she sometimes behaved like she was your older sister.

You could refine your drawings about your muse later, after you were done. Maybe you could take your sketchbook with you. Who knows when you will have the opportunity to draw again. Kotoha also wouldn't have anything against it, moreover she would support you. You could still hear her words as she would always say interest is good but passion is important. It's something you shouldn't let go of.

A chuckle escape your lips as you tried to imagine her face, her serious look. She always spoke about how you would be a famous artist one day. And she was as supportive as your mother for your dreams to come true. Famous was somewhat exaggerated, but being a known artist someday, was something which led your heart flutter with excitement.

You softly closed the door behind you before you made your way to the restaurant. Kotoha was probably already waiting for you. Your eyes look up at the lonely street. No one was there - maybe it was because of the street fight yesterday. Then it was pretty bad and in the end the police had to come to calm the situation down.

The elderly people who you usually see on the streets were probably all scared of the fight yesterday. The poor people, you thought to yourself. You quickly put your earphones on your ear before you start to listen to one of your favorite playlists, which was also a shared playlist with your best friend Sabrina.

Even though you both got quite a different music style, it surprisingly didn't came in the way when even you both created a shared playlist. UFO by Gemini, was now playing, probably a song which Sabrina added. She was a big kpop fan, which is why half of your playlist was full of kpop songs and you, on the other hand, liked to listen to some calm music like those from tory lanez or Lana del Rey.

Since the way to the restaurant was only 10 to 12 minutes away from you, you were there in no time. Open, was written on a sign which was hung in front of the front door as you slowly opened it.

»There you are! I already thought some mobster tried to harass you«, Kotaha stated as she gave you a welcoming smile, which you also responded with a small grin.

»No, actually it was quite the opposite - I overslept.«

»Oh, really? Couldn't sleep because the thought of handsome guys let you stay awake the whole night?«, she teased before she started laughing whole heartily while you gave her an annoying look.

»No, eww! I'm not even interested in a relationship right now«

»I know dear, but this simply doesn't stop me from teasing you. So what's the reason?«

»I was working on a project«, you mumbled.

»Oh really, and which one?«

»Some private stuff. I'm gonna use your bathroom real quick, then you can ask me every question you want, okay?«

»Alright but be quick, I'm already dying of curiosity«

You rolled your eyes before you made your way to the bathroom. A few minutes later, you came back, but before you could say anything, a known boy came into your view.

Wait, wasn't he the boy from yesterday? You quickly hide yourself behind the door which leads to the backroom and bathroom. You still left the door a little open so that you still could see something through the gap.

What was he doing here? You swiftly looked back. The boy was still here. Your muse was still here casually sitting and eating a sandwich. Since when did he start coming here? Last week, when you had your shift here regularly, you didn't even saw him once.

Should you introduce yourself to him? But what would you say, or how would you start a conversation with him anyway? What if he thinks you're weird? What if he saw you drooling over him yesterday? Or what if you left a bad impression on him?

All the questions were filling your head, and it didn't make your nervousness go away. No, it just made everything worse. So you did that thing which seemed to you the most logical in this situation.

And that was to run away with a stupid excuse. Since you couldn't keep yourself hidden here forever, because kotoha would probably start looking for you after some time, you needed an excuse which allowed you to go out.

Which led to you suddenly run out from your hidden place and grab a few lying garbage bags and turning your back on the now confused Kotoha and the mysterious boys, so that they don't get to see your face as little as possible. 

»Yn, what are you doing?«

»Just trowing the trash away«, you quickly told her before you hastily ran towards the door and open it with a quick move. You shortly looked back to Kotoha and the pretty boy before you ran away with the trash.

Meanwhile, both of them looked at you more and more disappearing figure, the boy finally turned back to Kotoha, who kinda looked  frustrated and also a bit confused. 

»This was your friend? You always proudly talked about?«
»She isn't normally like that... you know?«
»yeah, sure... «