Lingering Feelings. {Completed}. + Book 2

Prologue :

"You know, you always ask why do people cherish you, why do they love you so much when you think you deserve nothing but be loathed for a reason no one knows, but let me tell you this, you're an incredible person, I adore the way in which everything comes alive the moment you touch it, when you give it life by just loving it, giving it the slightest bit of attention. Your heart is so gentle and tender that it can only enlighten everything that comes around you. You're not only an artist but you are a work of art yourself, not only you are pleasant-looking but your heart is the most humane one can have or desire to obtain. I don't have enough words to express the way you make me feel. If only I had more time to tell you about every little thing that I love about you. The way I desire to be those brushes you use to create, simply to be in your arms, to be in contact with your body, with your heart, you. The same brushes that help you make those fine strokes in each of your work. When you get all happy and excited at the slightest thing like an innocent child incapable of harm. Whilst you don't see it, I wanna make sure to tell you today that you should acknowledge who you are, the same person that mesmerizes not only me but everybody by everything you do, the way you're a walking romance book, a person written by the finest woman on earth. How you capture every moment with your camera and a moment that was once ephemeral became permanent. The movement of your fine body when you dance, expressing every emotion in a special and indescribable manner, the most amazing one. To be loved by you, to be the owner of your heart doesn't even equal having the world's riches and I am not even exaggerating, I wouldn't dare. You're the most deserving person in this world and I despise the way you think love is something no one should give you because I disagree and I am here today to prove it to you, people in general, are here to prove it to you too. You are loved and are the one who deserves it the most. Anyhow..."

The guy sitting on the theater scene tossed his book of lines away, feeling dizzy but proud of his acting skills, he never felt more accomplished in his life then just now, but then again, he wasn't in his right mind. He didn't know why but since this morning's breakfast, he was overjoyed and kind of out of it all.

He had joined his long time best friend, his childhood best friend even, in the art room that mixed everything together. You had music instruments, theater equipment and scene, blank canvas and paint, cameras all in one room with an additional one that served as the red room to be able to develop the photos taken by the members of this group from which his best friend Lee Sang-Hyun, who was painting at this very moment, was one of them.

He was about to ask how it was. Did he improve but before he could do so, someone, Sang-Hyun, was standing before him, looking at him up and down with a gaze that could only be described as burning.

Confused but not understanding the situation, he started to feel hot, extremely, blushing under the look of his best friend who didn't even flinch one bit. Surprisingly enough, that same friend uttered some words that could never be taken back ever again.

"Can I kiss you...?"

It was said with the utmost seriousness of the world but even that couldn't help the slightest hint of desire to break through. He didn't know when he nodded that he felt something moist brushing against his lips.

He pushed Sang-Hyun in a moment of confusion, embarrassed before saying while slightly stuttering :

"I... I've n... I've never kissed someone so... I don't know how to..."

Sang-Hyun just laughed, making his best friend more embarrassed than he already was, throwing a punch aimed at his arm which was blocked.

Sang-Hyun released his hand and lifted his best friend's chin, looking at him with endearing eyes. He licked his lips and whispered in a raspy way :