Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

"Seth Vincent A. Martinez."

We're here in his studio inside his condo. It's just a spare room that he turns into his art studio. There's a lot of paintings here, and materials for making art. The walls are all white but the floor is all tainted in different colors of paint. It's so vibrant inside.

He is getting some materials because I want to paint in our free time.

"Is that your name?" I asked loudly while looking at the huge painting in front of me, it has a name in the bottom. "Or not?" hindi na ako paos ngayon and I feel good now.

"It is!"

I nodded. "So, Sev is just a nickname, huh..." I muttered to myself.

I stared at the painting, it was a painting of a beach, there's a couple standing in the sand while looking at the sea.

"Hey... I got the things. Let's go."

"What's this painting?" I asked with curiosity.

"I painted that back when I was like 11?" I looked at him, amazed. "That's my Mom and my Dad. We were in vacation, I saw them by the beach, they're talking and laughing as if they're the only people in there, so I painted their moment together and make everyone disappear. See? They now have their moment." he smiled and pointed the painting.

I thought awhile ago that this painting is nice because of the details, but now I think it's beautiful. Not just because of the way he painted it, but because of the reason why he made it. And at a very young age, he already see things in another perspective. He is so creative.

"It's beautiful..." I said, totally captivated.

"It is..."

I smiled while still staring at the picture before looking at him. I was startled when he is already staring at me.

"W-What?" I blinked.

I pursed his lips and shook his head. "Nothing. Let's go?" he showed me the materials.

"Ah, yes." nauna akong lumabas ng kwarto at sumunod naman siya.

After he set things up in his living room, he gestured me to sit down and so we can start painting.

I pouted and stared at the blank canvas and with my paint brush and paint. Kinuha ko ang isa pang paint brush at ginamit iyon para ipusod ang buhok ko. I don't know why he give me a lot of paint brush? Isa lang naman kailangan ko?

I honestly don't know how to paint.

I want to try painting but I don't know how to do it.

And I don't know why Sev assume that I know how to paint?! Do I look like I can paint?

I glanced at him and saw him mixing colors in his palette. Nagkasalubong ang kilay ko at ginaya nalang ang ginagawa niya.

Let's see... I'll just start with a simple... sunset.

Nag mix pa ako ng colors but I ended up putting the same one? I don't know what I'm doing. I have no idea what the hell is going on in my canvas. This does not look like a sunset. It just looks like a fire? Like I want a orange gradient sunset. But it's just looks like it's burning here, as if it's scorching hot.

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