A dwarf in past life, but an artistic genius in this life

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In front of the school, orthopedics.

The doctor who was examining the X-ray asked Jeong-hwan.

“Have you ever been in a car accident?”

“In the past.”

“I see. Well, it’s not broken or cracked, but it seems like the muscle was a little shocked.”

The teacher, who was standing anxiously, asked the doctor.

“Well, teacher. Then, it would be difficult for this student to draw, right?”

“Of course. You have to be careful, since your hand has been injured once.”

After the doctor's diagnosis was made, the teacher said to Jeong-hwan.

“You heard that too? There’s nothing I can do. Until the exam is over, you and I… … .”

But Jeong-hwan didn't listen to the teacher until the end.

He raised his left hand in a flash.

“Teacher, I’m ambidextrous. My left hand isn’t hurt.”

"uh?"

“Hey, you’re ambidextrous?”

The teacher's eyes widened.

Looking closely, I saw that there was a hard callus on the middle finger of his left hand.

It was the part where the pencil made contact when drawing.

'I practiced my left hand too, just in case.'

It was around the time when Jeong-Hwan first enrolled in the Four Seasons Art Academy that he began practicing his left hand.

It was a stupid method I came up with because I really wanted to draw but couldn't do it with my injured right hand.

Luckily, Director Park Soo-hyun was also left-handed.

He taught Jeong-hwan the technique of drawing with his left hand.

With Jeong-Hwan's painstaking efforts added to this, he was able to naturally learn how to use his left hand.

The doctor adjusted his glasses.

“Well, if you’re left-handed, it’s okay. As long as you wear a cast on your right hand, you’ll be fine.”

“Me, really?”

"yes."

The teacher asked Jeong-hwan.

“Can you really draw with your left hand?”

He seemed unable to believe that Jeong-hwan was ambidextrous.

“Excuse me.”

Jeong-hwan grabbed the ballpoint pen on the table with his left hand and began to quickly draw something on the memo.

In just a few minutes, the finished caricature was of a bespectacled doctor.

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The doctor burst into laughter when he saw the picture.

“Huh? Is this me? Me? Hahaha!”

Sprinkled white hair, square glasses, deep wrinkles between the eyebrows, and a round face.

It was a caricature that captured all his characteristics.

The doctor was smiling, but the teacher standing behind him couldn't help but smile.