Lately I've been struggling to make ends meet, art has always been my passion and I just cant imagine my life without it, but no one wants to showcase my work because it's message is 'too unclear' or it's 'not what people gravitate towards'. Well to those close minded individuals I say fuck you. Art is a form of expression and I should be able to express whatever the hell I like. This morning on my way home from the dry cleaners I stopped by the communal letter box in my apartment block to pick up any bills or letters and I seen a stamp that had "National Museum Of Modern Art" plastered onto the envelope, I ran up to my apartment and ripped open the letter to see its contents as my white Persian cat Kyoto came to welcome me home as I sat on my window seat and read "We love your collection and would love to hold an exhibition in your honour, however there is one condition, if you agree to this your collection will be auctioned off piece by piece to art owners across the globe, we think it would be a great opportunity to showcase your pieces internationally, many thanks, Mr.Hashimoto" they want to auction off my collection? I thought to myself, well it would definitely pay my bills and I'm sure Kyoto wouldn't mind a new bed and some snacks. It would be hard never seeing my pieces again but they were taking over my tiny apartment and maybe it was time to let them go. *Y/N's Exhibition* I decided I wanted to keep my name anonymous. I want people to buy my art because they see the vision and not because of my surname, my dads a wealthy CEO of an international corporation so he's renowned for his status worldwide and me having his name would only bring questions I didn't want to answer. I decided not to attend the auction, it was better this way..
*TAEHYUNGS POV*
I had heard about an anonymous artists showcase close to where I work and decided to pay it a visit, as soon as I saw the paintings I was in awe, I was encapsulated with every piece, I needed it all. Apparently that's what the other bidders thought too but when I want something I just have to have it, I purchased everything the artist had created. I stayed behind to pay for the collection and make sure it was packed and sent to me properly.The lights were almost out and the museum was a dimly lit lavender, then I saw a girl admiring the centrepiece, my particular favourite. She was beautiful, long wavy hair that glistened in the purple luminescent light and a simple outfit that I'd never seen anyone pull off so effortlessly. I was so mesmorised by her beauty and her aura drew me in, i just had to know her name..
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My Kind Of Masterpiece - TAE FF
FanfictionY/N was simply an art lover, trying to showcase her collection had become incredibly difficult as many critics felt as though the average person would find it difficult to interpret her pieces. But finally one day she gets a break, an anonymous buye...
