After Somin finally gets into a prestigious Art university, everything in her life turns upside down. What was once a secure plan to get closer to her boyfriend is now a mess. Her future is unknown, though already stained with heartache.
Will she p...
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Somin and Junu
Somin hoped she would be the first in the drawing class to get the best spot for a four-hour painting lesson.
No such luck.
Someone was an even earlier bird. In the center of the room stood somebody else's easel. On the ground below it sat a boy. Short brown hair was messily tucked underneath a hoodie that covered his face as he looked down at his sketchpad. His shoes were scattered behind him on the floor—barefoot sketching. Not one of her pastimes but she could see the appeal.
Somin walked towards him. "Hi, I'm Lee Somin."
He turned his gaze to her.
Wait what? He's so young. It caught her unprepared.
"I am Junu," he said quietly, staring down at the paper. He was drawing his legs along with various objects from the classroom. She also caught a glimpse of some made-up landscapes among the chaos.
I won't bother him.
Sominset up her station next to him. "That's alright, you don't need to talk," she smiled at him.
His eyes sparkled and Junu mouthed, "Thank you."
She kept her distance so as not to disturb this shy kid and joined him in sketching
It's really nice to know there's a silent partner in crime. Someone who understands solitude without a need for talking or worse... asking.
Her hand sketched absentmindedly, her brain turned off. Thank god it's Friday.
She gripped her pencil tighter, looking at Junu and his passion inspired her more. The quiet boy's concentration was contagious. The way his pencil sang on a paper made Somin work harder too, maximizing what she could muster up at the time. When she looked down at the paper, Teho looked back up to her, making her heart skip a beat.
Are you stalking me? Somin chuckled at the thought.
But she swiftly turned the page as other students finally started to fill up the room.
