✰. 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗌

𝟎𝟒. Paint my dreams

𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 /
the path of a famous artist is always right, you just need to be understand
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𝑶ne by one, a raindrop fell on the ground till a shower of water started. A thunder was heard against the thick window of a classroom. The weather looked dark and frightful, but you didn't catch a single thing. You were simply busy counting one sheep by another in your imagination till you fell asleep. Everything was long forgotten while you hummed peacefully in your sleep. Silence was captivating you as if you were the void which it longed for. Everything was simply perfect till your friend Sabrina decided to ruin your peaceful sleep.

»Are you dreaming about Sakura again yn?«

You didn't even have the time to react before you felt a clap behind your head which led you to shriek from shock.

»Sabrina what the hell are you doing?!«

»Waking you up« she casually says before lifting her hand again, ready to smash your head again, if you fall asleep again.

»Sabrina, why do you have to be so mean!? Couldn't you just let me sleep for a few minutes more-«
»And thereby miss the explanation of our next big project? Yeah, no«

Sabrina rolled her eyes at your frustrated face before busying herself to take more notes from class. Now that you were awake and couldn't possibly sleep again, you decided to ask Sabrina further about the project.

»What for a project?«
»See, you already have no clue.«
»I'm so sorry - I just didn't get enough sleep for the last few days«
»Because you were busy stalking the poor boy at day and drawing him at night. Sometimes I really wonder why I'm friends with a weirdo like you«
»You really wouldn't let me breathe, would you?«
»Nah, I'm too mean for that.«

No, you were the one who rolled her eyes. Sabrina had always been like that, always straightforward and very honest. Sometimes you really wonder how you both were friends when both of your personalities were the complete opposite of each other, but then you remember that the opposite always attract each other. Maybe it always referred not only to love but also to friends.

A chuckle from your friend brought you back to the real world. You looked back at your friend, who was still trying to suppress her laugh. As she could feel your gaze on her, she turned to you.

»Is something?« you asked as you stared at her questioning. Weren't you always the silly one of you two?

»I just remembered something. You know, I always thought that your old habit of photographing random people was bad, but that what you are doing now is on another level. yn, shouldn't you be mature enough to realize that stalking isn't good?«

»Not so loud« you warned her as you hastily looked around to see if anyone heard it.

»So hiding behind the tree to watch your little muse, isn't stalking or what?«
»It's only for educational purposes!«

»Don't start with that sweetheart, you know that no educational system would support this. Even if you end up as a famous artist, it wouldn't defend your weird obsession«

Full of regret and shame about the situation, you turned away. You could feel her big satisfied grin behind your back. Tsk, you never wanted to tell her about this. Even if she was you're best friend, you knew what kind of headache she could be. She just couldn't understand how you feel as an artist. Even so it didn't justified it for her to throw you in the same trash can as the other creeps and weirdos. You didn't even have such an intention, but how could you even foreshadow that she would suddenly decide to snatch your sketchbook away and find the key of your latest obsession?

Would she prefer that you would be obsessed with celebrities like others in your age? To go to their concert, fan meeting and hang their photos in your room and literally admire them?

What was the difference between you and them? If you knew that a hot celebrity lived near you, who would say that they wouldn't do the same thing as you?

»Just tell me what the project is about« you asked her while opening your sketchbook. You flipped through for a blank page, your hand flattened the page before you grabbed your pencil and started drawing a few doodles.

»We need to create a collage about a person, in realistic drawings or photographs. The due time is in one month-« From there, your attention shifted somewhere else. Your head was now filling with more and more ideas.

To create a collage of person huh? You chuckle as a known image comes across your mind. Your muse was already chosen, you just needed some more pictures of him. At best would it be if you get to see him fight again. Then drawing the thing which made someone fire up the most, was the most alluring thing an artist could do.

»You're making this scary face again yn!«
»My bad!«

Because of that, your mind was slowly drifting more and more toward sakura which caused you to draw him again. So focused on your drawings, you didn't catch the knowing looks of Sabrina or that the last lesson of today would be over in ten minutes. No, you were too busy to draw Sakura trees. Sakura trees and Sakura, a match made in heaven, you though. An amused smile plays on your lips as you start to draw Sakura in the middle of the page.

It wasn't really important for you to be focused on class since you had Sabrina who would always help you out if you needed anything. Additionally, you have always been the best student in art class, who was known as an art prodigy for always winning in art competitions. Well, you were also the favorite student of your art teacher.

You take an eraser from your pencil case to adjust your drawing. You were simply a perfectionist. Furthermore, you didn't catch that the lesson was already over or that Sabrina said goodbye to you, to go to her volleyball club and causing you to be completely alone in class.

You also didn't seem to realize how the weather began to change. How the dark clouds were slowly drifting away from each other leading to open a path for the sun. How the bird starts to chipper lively and how finally a ray of sunshine hits you, which then makes you finally look up from your drawing straight to the sky.

»Oh, it stopped raining«

THANK YOU SO MUCH -NAN0KA for all your ideas love!!!! Without you I would have never been able to finish this chapter❗
(I can't thank you enough for this)