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it was just a normal art class, the teacher rambling on about how to get accurate paint strokes or something, jungkook sitting in that class, almost asleep. his eyes were slightly droopy, his back was bent as he leaned on his wooden desk, hand supporting his face but also squishing his cheek making the boy look like a tired fluff bun.

'why didn't i get more sleep? ' the brunette internally starts to scream at himself for going to sleep at 4am after finishing a stupid art project that's due in a month. 'idiot. you're an idiot kook. '

as the teacher keeps on talking about paint and how to paint like the art kids didn't know that, jungkook just stared off into space and before he knew it the bell had rung.

what was the point in art class if we don't do art in class?

don't get him wrong, jungkook loves art. in fact, he's thinking of becoming an artist as a job or working part time as an art teacher in the future but the one thing that annoyed him in class was not getting to do what he loved.

the teacher is always like 'let's do a still life painting.' when everyone has their own style of art, their own mindset. not everyone is the same, not everyone can paint realistically. some people cant even paint! what was the point in doing something you have a passion for if you're just going to get shut down and be forced to do something way outside your comfort zone?

with these thoughts in mind, jungkook took his back pack and walked out of the class and back to his dorm to finally get some well deserved and needed rest.

a/n - chapters will be short since i'm more used to shorter chapters.

^ ignore that, there are longer chapters in the future dw

updates will be slow since i'm only finished writing chapter sixteen but i wanted to get this book started

eat it jiminsgguks

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