Colour My Life: The Painter and His Reluctant Model

Colour My Life: The Painter and His Reluctant Model

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She was having her routine afternoon shower in the communal bathrooms. All was normal, with the usual number of males having 'wandered' into the wrong bathroom to meet their expectant female partners. All was peaceful. At least until some guy barges into her bath...! Enter Joyance, a Science student with a near perfect GPA. Her life was pretty normal, she studied, she played, she had her share of close friends. It was relatively uneventful and, not to mention, peaceful. And then she met Christopher. Christopher, who barged into her bath, and then painted a picture of her expression before displaying the picture in an art exhibition. Ask anybody in her college, they are all witnesses. After that, it was as if someone had splashed rainbow-coloured paint over her, her life was suddenly thrown into a multitude of events and feelings. As the two try to define their relationship, can it grow into something more?
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