Chapter 2: Drawing Lesson✨

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Y/N's POV

Days passed by, and our routine became something I looked forward to. I would bring Jimin different foods—tteokbokki, kimchi fried rice, and sometimes even his favorite pastries. In return, he'd patiently teach me the basics of drawing and animating, though I could tell he was often skeptical about my commitment.

Today, I was feeling particularly adventurous. Jimin had mentioned he was free after class, so I decided it was the perfect opportunity to catch him in the library and see what he was up to.

I walked into the library, scanning the room for his familiar figure. Amidst the hushed whispers and rustling of pages, I spotted Jimin sitting at a corner table, absorbed in his sketchbook. A mischievous grin spread across my face as I tiptoed over to him.

Without warning, I crept up behind him and let out a loud, playful shout. "Boo!"

Jimin jumped, his pencil skittering across the page as he nearly toppled out of his chair. He turned to face me, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and irritation. "Y/N! You scared the crap out of me!"

I laughed, taking a seat next to him. "Sorry, couldn't resist. Thought I'd drop by and see how you're doing."

He shook his head, trying to regain his composure. "You know, you really shouldn't sneak up on people like that."

I leaned in, looking at the sketch he was working on. "So, what's on the drawing board today? Can we get started on that drawing lesson?"

Jimin sighed, but I could see a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Sure. Just give me a minute to get back to where I was."

I watched as he carefully adjusted his sketchbook and pulled out a fresh sheet of paper. "What are we going to learn today?" I asked, eager to dive into the lesson.

Jimin glanced at me, his tone slightly exasperated but still patient. "We're going to work on basic shapes and how they build up to more complex drawings. It's the foundation of everything."

I nodded, absorbing every word. "Got it. Ready to learn!"

He began demonstrating how to draw simple shapes and how to combine them into more intricate forms. I followed along, doing my best to replicate his techniques. Despite the initial shock of my surprise visit, Jimin seemed to fall back into his teaching rhythm, and I could tell he was more comfortable.

As we worked, Jimin occasionally glanced over to check my progress, offering tips and corrections. There was a natural ease in the way he explained things, and I appreciated his patience, even when I stumbled through the exercises.

After a while, he looked at me with a small smile. "Not bad for a beginner. You're actually catching on pretty well."

I grinned, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Thanks to your excellent teaching. And the food, of course."

Jimin chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, the food. I'm still surprised you kept up with that."

"I keep my promises," I said with a wink. "Besides, it's a win-win situation for both of us."

As we continued our session, the atmosphere between us grew more relaxed. I couldn't help but notice how Jimin's initial irritation had melted into a genuine enjoyment of our time together. It was moments like these that made me realize how much I looked forward to our little drawing sessions—and how much I valued his company.


Jimin's POV

I couldn't help but notice how Y/N's eyes frequently darted toward my sketchbook as we worked. It was a bit unsettling, so I decided to discreetly slide the sketchbook into my bag. I wasn't sure why, but I felt a strong urge to keep my personal drawings private.

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