What the fuck is this?
Staring at Mrs Seo, I chewed at the end of my paintbrush.
"We have reached the end of the detailed drawing module and now we will be swiftly moving onto something a little bit easier."
Easier? Easier my ass.
"Isn't abstract such a lovely topic?"
No.
With no surprise, the art class whooped.
The only reason you are whooping is because you are as talented as Namjoon cutting an onion.
Why do you know about him cutting an onion?
I don't. I'm assuming that genius is amazing at cooking (note the sarcasm).
"Abstract, as we all know it, is typically viewed as meaningless and a kerfuffle of different artistic mediums. But the closer you examine it, you see the true meaning. But where does the true meaning come from?"
Do not say-
"The heart. Abstract is your heart. Your mind and heart are complex and sometimes unreadable from one angle. However, the closer you look at it from different perspectives, you notice things you never knew."
Like you never saw the angle that your classes are crappy and boring!
"So, today your first artwork will be assessed. Don't worry, be imaginative and paint with your heart.
Heart? I can't see it.
Biting my lip with my nervous state of mind, I looked over at Jungkook. That boy had already bloody started painting.
Come on Lee Jae-Eun!
I picked up my paintbrush and stared at the array of colours on my palette.
Pink, blue, red and orange.
None of these reflect my heart.
Violet, indigo, green and brown.
Nope.
Chewing my paintbrush, I finally dipped it into a colour.
<>
"Children, I'm afraid your time is up."
Oh shit.
I stared at my 'abstract' painting. I winced mentally in pain.
Looking at Jungkook's piece I could imagine Appa slapping me across my face.
"A goddamn idol is doing better than you."
"Jeon Jungkook. Please come up to the front of the class and explain your painting. On a side note, impressive piece."
Jungkook blushed.
Ew.
He began his in depth analysis of his 'artwork' for approximately 5 minutes.
Give the boy the credit. He did better than you.
Abstract is not art.
"Next up, Lee Jae-Eun."
Handling my canvas with care, I approached the front of the classroom.
I faced the class and revealed my canvas. I felt a shiver run down my spine as the beady eyes of my class stared at the painting.
Lee Jae-Eun is scared. What a surprise!
"Um... Interesting concept Lee Jae-Eun, very interesting. Black? What an expressive colour."
I painted my whole canvas in pure black.
"Mrs Seo, as I was enlightened by your words of 'abstract is from the heart', I realised that no visible colour to my eye could express my emotions such as this colour. Black is associated with death, which can be both perceived as good and bad. The negative aspect is fairly simple: the death. The positive side is that with death there is new life. Hence why my heart is black."
Well done Lee Jae-Eun. When you don't know the answer, bullshit your teacher.
Honestly, just shut up.
"I'd like to have a word with you at the end of the lesson Lee Jae-Eun. We need to discuss matters."
Holy shit. I'm in trouble.
I mean, it's not like you bloody painted your whole canvas black.
Shut up.
You just embarrassed yourself in front of the whole class.
Remembering that, I turned to the class, seeing their faces. Evidently, they were trying to hold back their laughs.
Laugh and you will all turn up on your mother's doorstep dead with your head nailed on the door.
Swiftly I sat in my back seat and chewed on my paintbrush.
The rest of the class seemed to do better than me in this topic.
<>
"Okay class you are dismissed."
These words for a student is like the holy enlightenment that religious individuals receive when listening to their heads of religion.
This doesn't apply to you though.
I know, you babo.
Approaching Mrs Seo, I took a deep breath in. I examined my art teacher. She was considerably young, mid-thirties and decent looking.
After a decade, she looked up. Her familiar smile faded away and she looked at me with such sincerity that I almost got scared.
"Lee Jae-Eun, to cut to the chase, your academic work has been not meeting the standard required in this class. You seem to only achieve in certain aspects of art class. You need to be well rounded."
"Mrs Seo, I am-"
"No. You are not. You tend to focus on one aspect of art and shun all others. You need to be open-minded, like Jeon Jungkook. He's amazing at sport, music, academics and art. Look up to him Lee Jae-Eun."
With that final word, Mrs Seo packed her stuff and left me speechless in the room.
Look up to Jeon Jungkook? What the hell?
I'm the best. He's not.
I clicked my tongue in frustration and grabbed my stuff.
Be ready Jeon Jungkook. Your whole world is about to go black.
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author's note:
hey guys! I originally published the original chapter then wattpad messed up and replaced it with an unfinished version! so here is the finished version AND i have it saved somewhere else so if wattpad messes up i have backup!
love you all,
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