Chapter 3

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Chaeyoung had no class other than Arts, because she chose it that way. In fact, she doesn't have to attend classes, because her talent and knowledge about art is enough for her to make it big. But she still attended classes, because she feels bored inside her empty studio, she's just isn't in the mood to paint something or create something.

Class was boring but Chaeyoung loved how students had their ultimate attention towards the board, where their professor teaches them about toning and the coloring. Chaeyoung already knew of this but she chose to watch, like a supervisor. She loved how everyone inside the class was so into art.

Chaeyoung stared at the time, she knew that this class is about to end. She sighed and fished out her phone to text her friends.

Holy Group your ass
Kim Dahyun, Hirai Momo, Kim Taehyung and 5 more others are in this group.

Chaengcasso;
|am bored, where r u guys?

Whiteflash;
|im teaching the class how to play Beethoven.

Jokbal;
|im resting but soon i'll dance my energy away. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Gukkie;
|im being swarmed by my classmates!!

VanTae;
|those hoes dont know who i am huh

Chim;
|i can literally hear them screaming from the room beside ours
|whats happening

Sugar;
|im studying

Momrene;
|im in seul's dorm <3

Dadgi;
|im in hyun's arms <3

Chaengcasso;
|im in class rn, and class is about to end
|where should i go, im rlly not im the mood to be in my studio

Gukkie;
|then stay there??
|wait for ur professor to talk to u or something

VanTae;
|gtg, i need to swat those hoes away from my kookie

Gukkie;
|aww thanks hun
|i need u real quick here btw
|they need to stay away from the gay
|disgusting

Chaengcasso;
|also gtg.

Chaeyoung sat there and watched the students one by one waved at her and proceed to walk out, she just stayed there until her professor spotted her.

"Chaeyoung! I didn't notice you!" Mr. Jung said and embarassedly scratch the back of his head.

"You were too engulfed in teaching, it was understandable." Chaeyoung stood up and bowed down, she smiled at her professor.

Mr. Jung was the one who offered her the studio she's been living in.

"What brought you here?"

Chaeyoung shrugged, "I don't know. I'm too bored to even lift my brush and paint. So I decided to visit you."

Mr. Jung blushed, he was really a bashful teacher. He always thought that his students hate him when it's the other way around, every students that he teaches loves him dearly. Because of how talented his teaching skills are.

"By the way," he stopped and clapped, "February 14 is near, it's tomorrow! And you know what that means." He wriggled his eyebrows.

Chaeyoung sighed, "yes, I do."

I know too well.

"So, will you attend? Like, it's a wonderful chance to showcase how you paint your artworks! Everyone will love it! You will win---"

"What if I don't?" Chaeyoung said, questioning her skills, her eyebrows furrowed.

What Mr. Jung was pertaining to was the Arts Showcase, and it was an event where you can show everyone how you do it. She will sit on-stage and let her hands do the work, while everyone watches her do. And beside her, she has opponents. Which always made her insecure, because she doesn't believe that her talent will make it.

Mr. Jung smiled at her softly, "even if you don't, you will still enjoy the moment."

Chaeyoung stood there and hesitated.

"Just come by my room if you're ready to tell me your answer. Though, I don't really have high hopes you'll say yes." He said and frowned a little. Then he met Chaeyoung's brown orbs, "but still, it's your decision. Give it a shot." And with that said, he walked out of the room.

Chaeyoung just stood there and thought of excuses, her heartbeat races everytime she imagines herself in that very stage, showcasing her talent. She wanted to, but she just can't do it, her doubt always won her decision. She always thinks that it's too impossible for her to be able to paint in front of everyone. She was a combination of shy and doubt, if only she had some motivation inside of her body to encourage her.

If only.

yooo this draft was like, done days before 14 but im publishing it on 14 because why not?

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