she was art by girls-scenarios
Haseul loved her job for many reasons. First, she loved art and everything having to do with art, and she was very proud of how beautiful and pristine her part of the art museum stayed. She also loved talking about art, and was always happy to answer questions and talk to guests, even if some of them were a little ignorant or annoying. And there was the fact that it was a nice and calm job, where she got to look at art and people watch all day so that she could go home and work on her own art. It was nice, and she loved it.
But there was one guest that always caught her eye and distracted her from everything about her job. You were so attractive that she found herself staring at you instead of the displays, captivated by everything about you.
The first time she saw you, she was in the middle of answering a question about one of the exhibits. She saw you over the other guest's shoulder and stumbled over her well-rehearsed words for the first time ever, unable to take her eyes off you until the guest cleared their throat and she turned back to them with a sheepish smile and a blush on her cheeks, quickly finishing what she was saying. Once they finally left, though, she moved back into her spot at the end of the exhibit and watched you. It was a little weird, maybe, but it was also her job to watch people, so she didn't feel too bad about it.
You lingered in the exhibit a little longer than people usually did, looking closely at the pieces with your hands in your pockets, and when you finally passed her, your eyes met hers and you smiled, nodding your head at her and making her heart jump all over the place as she tried to give you a smile back.
She'd honestly expected to never see you again, but then the next week, you were there again, this time with a sketchbook, and she still couldn't help staring. Ever since then, she'd been interested in you.
You had a bit of a pattern. You'd come in just about every week, and if you missed one, you'd be back the next week, small backpack on your shoulders and the same sketchbook in your hands. Every time you visited, she would end up staring, and you would give her a soft smile as you left. And every time, it did things to her heart.
Today was no exception. You'd come in and sat near one of the pieces, quietly sketching with your headphones on, and Haseul could hardly take her eyes off you.
"Kinda creepy of you, not gonna lie," one of the interns named Yeojin said from behind her, making her jump.
"Yeojin, how many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me like that?" She said, spinning around to fix the younger girl with a glare. "You scared me!"
"It's not my fault that you're so busy staring at your weird crush that you didn't hear me."
"She isn't weird!"
"I meant that your crush on her is weird, dingus." The younger girl put her hands on her hips, and Haseul felt her face flush.
"You look like a grade schooler," she said, and Yeojin rolled her eyes.
"You couldn't defend yourself so you decide to insult me instead. Who's in grade school now?" Haseul sighed and looked away from the younger girl, back to where you were still sitting with your headphones in, blissfully unaware of their conversation.
"Did you come over here just to make fun of me? If that's the case, I'm sure I can find more work for you to do in the storage room."
"No! I have plenty to do today. I actually came over here to.... Okay I came over here to tell you that you were weird because I saw your crush come in."
"You're lucky I'm nice. If you did this to Vivi...." Yeojin pushed her arm.
"Oh hush, you know you love me."
