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Park Jimin Male 13.10.1995 Busan, South Korea
[ Role: Merman ]
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A studio filled with various paintings that were either hanging or laying on the ground had a strong smell of acrylic paint which lingered in the air. You squeezed another colour onto your palette and held your brush.
You halted your action just as you were about to press the paint onto the white canvas. You let out a sigh. Your mind was blank and it had been a couple of days since you had lacked in inspiration.
The exhibition was at night and you wanted to at least add one last painting as a surprise gift to the guests. The guests would include extremely important people and you wanted to showcase only the best art as well as one that had not been introduced to the world yet but you couldn't think of any.
You had been sitting on that chair since you had woken up and your legs were starting to feel numb. You decided that it was time to get a rest and maybe continue the routine after grabbing a cup of coffee or two.
You strolled to your living room after making latte and seek for a book to read. Your eyes wandered as you stared at the books on your shelf. There weren't much to read as most of them were about art and you've read them all.
Your eyes lit up when you finally spotted something interesting. You took it out and plopped yourself down onto the sofa.
You hummed as you flipped the pages. There were a few chapters; Midnight Waltz, Not All Wolves Are Bad, Starry Night Sky and The Beauty Within. All those stories were short, cliche fairytale story. You raised your eyebrow when the book came to an end but there were still pages left.
You wondered why an author would publish a book without completing it. At the top of the page was a title,
Chapter 5, Merman.
You raised your eyebrow as you've only heard of Little Mermaid and wondered if it was similar. You couldn't tell as there was nothing else written. You reached for your cup but it was already empty.
You let out another sigh and returned back to your in-house studio with that book.
While carrying that book, you noticed some sort of light coming out from the pages. You blinked your eyes and opened the pages once again.
You gaped as the light blinded you and you ended up entering inside the book. The book dropped onto the floor and was turned to the page with new story.
