The street artist
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KJ was an introvert, she didn't really like people. She lived alone and went to university. To pay for her living expenses and her university she worked a part time job at a media company since she was majoring in media.
She always took the less crowded way to work and back, this also meant she was taking a dangerous way. The place where all the underground black market stuff would happen. She never felt scared though, she would always see this street artist everyday who did amazing paintings.
She never really spoke to him or dared to look him in the eye, she didn't even know his name but he was known as the dark artist because no one could ever catch him.
Would she talk to him or will he just stay a mystery to all?
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