𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙐𝙍𝙀♥︎𝙃𝙐𝘼𝙉𝙂 𝙍𝙀𝙉𝙅𝙐𝙉

Introduction

Constant scribbling noises filled the usually quiet house as the boy continued to draw into his A2 sized paper. The thick paper held the different shades dripping off his HB pencil fairly well as he continued to create three-dimensional outlines and shadows onto the close to the full canvas. He rested his arm on the desk as he placed his left elbow comfortably so as to hold his head with his free hand and continuing to put some final touches of the model's face. Sleep-deprived and tired but he didn't stop with his artwork.

Finally being done with the overly flared dress adorned by the model he had been drawing for a few hours straight, he moved on to the last and according to him the most tricky part of the art as a whole. The boy straightened his back before pushing the bridge of his round glasses closer to his nose. Right, when he was about to move onto the model's face he heard the annoying ringtone blaring from his phone, his eyes look for the caller ID only to curse under his breath.

He switched his phone to sleep mode before going down to finish the real deal, sketching the woman's feline eyes and high cheekbones, plump lips, and a dimpled chin. That alone took him another hour as he went on putting all his focus in the most minute details and finally he finished with adding the beautiful colors, giving life to the monochrome art, now elegant and youthful. He took a deep breath, satisfied with the end result.

The boy took off his round glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes and calming himself down before picking up his phone and waiting for it to turn on, he called the person back and in a few rings, he heard the familiar voice of his boss, in a way his producer.

"I'm assuming you're done, Renjun?" the deep voice spoke from the other side of the phone.

"Yes, I was finishing up when you called me, I'll be at the agency with the painting tomorrow," Renjun told his boss who hummed in return.

"Understood, I'll send the payment into your account once the agency approves the painting, your next assignment is ready- Ji Hyunsoo, the rest we'll discuss tomorrow," the man informs Renjun before they both bid their goodbyes and Rejun tossed his phone onto the mattress of his bed only a few inches away from him now. He turned down the little lamps leaving little to no light in the room before he threw himself on his bed, the duvets under him making him feel comfortable almost instantly.

Renjun lived a solitary life in the lively city of Seoul, he earned good pay but believed in saving more than building expenses. The boy's job was basically painting, he had a great passion for art and was assigned to paint the growing models of South Korea. He was well renowned in the world of fashion and art but no one had really seen the boy, always hearing his name alone as he never appeared for award functions neither did he ever see his job as a way to fame. His eyes shut from the tiredness that ate up his body and soon enough he had drifted off to slumber.

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The girl chugged on her glass of wine as she went through the comments aimed directly for her to see.

- Why can't she just give up already? She's young, she could do well anywhere, such a shame we need to pass by every mall only to see magazines lined up with her petty self....

- Doesn't her label realize they're wasting all their money on a slut?

- I'm waiting for the day she realizes people buy her magazines and photo cards just for a good 'jack off'

- Instagram models have left the chat.

- Get her off the runway, I bet half of South Korea doesn't even care if she lives or not-

The girl shut her phone, lifting it with all the anger in her body, aiming at the wall in front of her but stopping once she realized what she was about to do. She sighed and her breaths soon turned into gasps of pain. She gulped before looking at the clock that read 5 AM, she had only a few hours left before having to go to her modeling agency. 

She always pretended nothing was wrong, sleeping early so as to have the right amount of beauty sleep as she laid on her lavender duvet, though it took a while the girl was off to slumber simply cause she didn't want to have a single thing to go wrong, not tomorrow.

TBC