Green Paint

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Yoongi and Namjoon were taking forever, and Taehyung was losing his patience. So, he went out into the hallway while the others sketched, to admire the murals that the art club had been painting for months.
He used his finger to trail the pale blue swirls in a whirlpool design, freshly painted from last week.

"That's awfully nice! Did you paint it?"

Taehyung jumped at the soft voice just centimeters behind him.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you," the girl who was shorter than Taehyung said. Taehyung couldn't help but notice one quirk about her, immediately.

"It's okay!" He laughed in his bubbly tone, "Your hair is so cool!" Taehyung reached toward the girl and touched at the ends of her hair, which were the same shade of orange as his own.
"I'm Taehyung!" He said to her, cheerfully introducing himself.

"I'm Nicola," she said, blushing and tucking the strands of hair behind her ear.

"To answer your original question: Yes, I did paint that!" Taehyung said proudly.

"It's really nice! I've seen it on the way to my music class, and I've been dying to know who made it," she replied, leaning against a shelving unit.

"W-wow, thank you," Taehyung said, stumbling through his sentence, and leaning his hand on the wall behind him, trying to look cool.

"Well, I need to go now, but it was nice talking to you, Taehyung," she said, looking at the ground and then back up at him.
Just as Taehyung waved at her, she laughed out loud, "That wall was wet with paint," she giggled, gesturing to his hand, "That, or you just have really green palms." Nicola began walking away, about to put in her headphones, when all of a sudden, Taehyung interjected.

"IT WAS NICE TALKING TO YOU TOO, NICOLA!" He yelled in an anxious frenzy, wiping off his hand on his pant leg, "Hopefully I'll see you again soon." Taehyung could feel his ears going red.

"Back atcha'," she said, giggling and walking out the large double-doors that led outside.

And just as she exited, Namjoon and Yoongi entered.

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Taehyung's jaw was hanging open now, and as Namjoon passed him by, he noticed.

"She was pretty," Namjoon said to Taehyung, "Did you talk to her?"

"Yeah," Taehyung responded, scratching his head, "I did..."

"Hey idiot," Yoongi said to Taehyung, as he passed him and Namjoon, "You just got green paint in your hair!"

Namjoon ran from Taehyung and back to Yoongi's side, as the pair walked back into the art room with their cans of paint.

Taehyung stood, still sulking.
I've never even seen her before! How am I supposed to find her again... Taehyung thought to himself, carelessly dragging his feet as he walked back into the classroom.

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