I Want Happiness (Oc X Todoroki X Midoriya)

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Rin POV

Once I changed I grabbed my paint supplies from where they were the day before and continued painting the class. I completed kirishima and replaced some of the people in my sketch. I put bakugou next to kirishima, midoriya next to todoroki, kirishima next to see since they seem really close, and sprinkled everyone else randomly everywhere. Still no room for me. I started mixing paints to begin on bakugou. I look over at the time and see that I've been painting for an hour. I continue painting though. I don't care if anyone worries for me, they probably won't though.

After I finished bakugou I continued mixing paints to work on the next person. I started painting person after person and noticed that it got dark after I had completed a few classmates. I wasn't tired or hungry at all. I continued painting after turning my light on. I was almost done with everyone I had three and a half people. I noticed that it was light again, but I continued. Still not tired or hungry. I'm not anything really.

I had finished everyone in the class, most was posing and some were hugging. Everyone seemed so happy in my painting. They all seemed to really fit together. My walls still weren't colorful enough. I had painted the class on the wall with my door. I grabbed a pencil and started thinking of other things to paint. I decided to put on some music for inspiration. Angel with a shotgun. It was in my recent and I just love that song. I put on the gour long nightcore version from my phone and played it decently loud, not super loud to where people will be mad but not so quiet that I cant hear.

I got an idea. I went to the wall that all of my stuff was against and sketched wings that spanned completely across the wall. The wings had bullet holes going through them and I was planning on making some of it charred when I colored it. It was sort of hard getting around all of my things and sketching around the window but I didn't want to move anything and I wanted it to be on this wall. I started singing along and mixing paint. The wings were going to be white with a red tip on one side and a hreen tip on the other. I don't know why I decided those colors but I couldn't sat that I didn't like them. The bullet holes were pretty wide and were going to have gunpowder around them. I mixed my paints and started painting, still singing and doing a little bit of dancing.

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