You where off to another day at school like normal. It started out it seemed just perfect! Math, Language, writing, Tech then Lunch, English, next was art. Your last class. As you walked in the classroom something was off, but no matter. It was small. You sat down at your seat and got out the paints. The teacher as usual started the class off with a simple set of words of guide lines and inspiration.
20 minutes pasted by as you finished the outlines of your painting. You started to at details now. mixing, and smearing parts of the picture to add a different texture to some parts. You felt like someone was watching you for some reason, but you shrugged it off and continued to work on.
This went on for a couple days, but you got used to the feeling of being stared at quickly, paying no mind to it. You walked into the art room again and sat down as usual while letting out a sigh. The same old art room, the same old feelings, the same old teacher, and the same old students. You started to work again after the teacher shut his mouth. A few minutes into the class a pencil rolled under your seat. You just bent down and picked it up, but as you sat up a small voice called you something. "u-umm t-thank you s-s-senpai...." A tall boy with short blueish hair said in a quiet and shy voice. You smiled and handed the pencil back to him."You're welcome" You said the returned to your drawing. You paid no attention to what just happened till class finished.
You packed up your things into your backpack that was unneeded. You had to stay there awhile to work on a project for another class that involves coloring, drawing, etc. You felt fine till you looked in the back of the room to see the boy from earlier still here. He looked at you and you turned around quickly. Why was he here? What was he working on?..
You finished up and as you were about to leave you felt a cold hand tug on the back of your shirt.
"S-Senpai, I want to apologize f-for earlier and the past days you've been here." The small boy said with a blushing face. Past days? What does he mean?
"I've been s-staring at you alot in class cause I've fallen in l-love with your art work and I dropped my pencil so you'd talk to me e-even if it's a little!" He quickly said a little embarrassed and it seemed frightened. He closed his eyes and bowed starting to cry a little. "S-SENPAI P-PLEASE I BEG OF YOU NOT TO HATE ME!!!" He yelled as you patted his head.
"now why would I hate you?" You asked as you stooped down and wiped the tears from his face with a smile. He looked at you and gave you a hug. A tight one at that. You hugged him back. He was cold, very cold. How odd..He let go as you stood up. "I have to go now. Are you going to come with me?"You asked as you walked outside the door and looked back.
"N-no, I have to stay here for something " He answered with a shy smile.
"ohh, okay~" You said before heading down the hall. What an interesting day today was. You talked to a shy boy. another to add to your collection of types of boys.
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