The Golden Ring • ChanBaek | ENG

[CHAPTER 027]

          I've always had a big dream. That one of my art gets into a gallery and thousands of people can admire it. Drawing is everything to me, I put all my feelings into them, feelings that I can't express with words. I'm sure there are people out there who thinks the same.

It doesn't matter if you draw badly as long as you enjoy it - that's what I told myself. And as time went on, I didn't really realize how much I loved art. I remember when I was scribbling a tree and the reality slapped me in the face.

I want to be an artist.

I never told my dad a thing about this, I was afraid he'd think I'm too lazy for not wanting a more masculine job so I asked mom to help me, and she hired a drawing teacher who could handle my problem and taught me from a distance. I owe him a lot, because if he hadn't helped - yes, because a lot of people rejected me - I'd still be drawing the trees outside.

I mean, I like to draw down my environment, but putting a face on paper is a bit different.

I'll go out to the nearby park when the weather is better.

I have to start my career somewhere, I'd die if I couldn't do drawing, and my dad would probably send me to do some office job.

Maybe my art teacher can help. If I just sign up for a simple contest, and if I win it then I'm going to go towards more serious things, so I can get more attention.

I looked down at the drawing on my desk. This is the first picture that I drew of ChanYeol, since then I have corrected it, his eyes were sad, but his lips were smiling, which brought out his sweet little dimple.

I touched it with a lazy smile and then realized it that I have to go to the school so I picked up the notebook and put it in the bottom drawer.

I wonder what Mr. Park would say if I miss his class. Would he be like, 'It's okay'? Nope, I don't think so. I should be in a hurry, I hate being the last to come to class because when I step into the room I have the feeling that everyone is staring at me and expecting an explanation for my late arrival.

I take a last look at myself in the mirror. If I wasn't wearing eyeliner, I'd look totally normal. At school, hair coloring has become a big fashion, even Kibum has bleached his locks, which I'm fine with, as if he was born with blonde hair, but to be honest I prefer his hazel-brown hair.

Speaking of which, ChanYeol colors his hair too. What's his original hair looks like? Black? Oh, that must look great on him. Oh my God, I have to draw him with black hair..

Should I dye my boring hair as well? Nothing conspicuous.. just lighter? I wouldn't go for the blonde, I'd be really ugly with it. Eh~. I'm going to let it go, I would mess up my hair, because I can't go to a hairdresser.

I picked up my bag, left the house, my stomach made a noise, but I ignored it, I'm going to buy something in the cafeteria. Or I'll steal Kibum's food, he always carries so much money with him, and I'm broke as fuck.

Literally.

My parents make pretty good money, mom gives me pocket money every month, but since me and my sweet best friend go to that damn pastry shop every Friday which is not cheap at all, almost every money that I have I spend it on a fucking hot chocolate and a cheesecake.

Or maybe my mom just simply not giving me enough money but why would I get more, I never complained about it and I never will, it would be irrelevant, they're working for it, not me.

As soon as I arrived to the school, something wasn't right. I wouldn't lie if I said that half of the students were towering in the parking lot. I think they're surrounding something. What the hell? Someone bought an expensive car and now everyone is sucking up to that person?

I guess it's Kibum, because his parents are completely spoiling my poor slut, thank goodness it's not what shaped his personality, he is far from a snob. He's a real angel and an energy bomb, it's no surprise that everyone wants to be his friend.

Well, it's none of my business. Shrugging, I walked into the building. I'm going to ask Kibum at the end of the day if he really bought a new car.