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Draw Me A Heart (MapleMochi's Original)

Description: Fabian Harrison is a lonely boy who loves nothing but his art. He can draw anything in the most brilliant ways the popular artists does, not caring anything else around him. One day, he stumbled into a girl named Aya Bluebird, annoyed by her lack of drawing he sees her nothing but a pest and suddenly…

“What is that?” Fabian scowled and wanted to crumple that piece of paper and throw it to the trash can of nothingness.

“It’s a heart.” Aya blankly said still smiling, pointing at it and not minding his reaction to the plain drawing.

A/N: So yeah, this is my original story that I wanted to make as a new story for Wattpad but since I spoiled a lot of parts of it and I have inspiration to make an extended version I guess I will share to you too since my teacher read it already.

FYI, this is actually a book entry for my school’s National Book Week, unfortunately my best friend Shii-sama won but overall there was no winner because book writing is for everybody!

Enjoy!

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A boy sat in the cafeteria alone, sipping away his juice box occasionally as he concentrated at the drawing he was making. He didn’t eat much this break time, he wasn’t really that hungry.

His right hand danced across the paper with grace and experience. He smiled slowly as his masterpiece coming to life stroke by stroke. He let out his breath that he didn’t know he held and placed his pencil down.

He smiled at his creation, holding it up and looking at for the first time and just in time when the bell rang for his next period. He grabbed his things and left for his classroom.

His name is Fabian Harrison, a boy who doesn’t have any friends, family, just only him and his art materials.

Now you may think this is a cliché story but sorry, sometimes people never expect the cliché happens in the weirdest or the not-so-expected times in their life, and this boy may experience that.

Now back to the story, he enters his classroom, not minding anything and sat. He also seems smart but he was much more of a pro in Art Class.

Class ended like it didn’t happen to Fabian. The teacher noticed they still have a few minutes till their class is over. He tells the whole class that they could do anything they want till school is over.

Our black raven-haired boy quickly got out his sketchpad and his pencil and started drawing. Minutes passed but it seemed like an eternity for the boy and so he finished his artwork and smiled at his drawing, mentally boasting to himself.

“Wow! That’s a nice drawing!” A girl’s voice squeaked behind him. He turned around and saw a black raven-haired girl with bright blue eyes with a matching bright smile to go along with it, looking down at him.

“Thanks…” He croaked out, didn’t even recognized how long he haven’t speak anything or to anyone. He immediately wondered if she has excellent drawing skills like him.

“My name’s Aya! You?” ‘Aya’ introduced, sitting an empty chair beside him, still wearing that smile on her face. “Fabian.” He plainly introduced back, scooting back deeper to the wall, not clearly used to people close to him.

But Aya didn’t seem to notice and leaned in to check closer. “It’s really amazing, Fabian! I’m so jealous!” She exclaimed. Fabian raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Why do you say that?”

Aya sat back on her chair, pushing some of her hair off her face and behind her ear. “I don’t have amazing skills like you…” She mumbled and Fabian huffed at her disagreement of herself and her skills. He gave her a clean canvas of his sketch pad and his pencil.