HANNAH
I drew my teenaged nephew.
In reality, he really is the one who makes me happy since I think of him as my own kid.
However, if it was the person that makes me happy right now, then it has to be him...
...as I looked at the class' professor.
I was almost finished with Nicholas' profile when I heard him answering questions from that group of girls.
One of them asked if he has a girlfriend, I think.
And I was shocked when he said yes.
For some reason, my heart felt like it was plummeting down into an endless tunnel. And there was nothing to see but darkness.
Before I knew it, I was crumpling his face in between my hand grip.
I immediately started on my nephew's face profile unexcited due to the troubled feeling this professor had been giving me all day.
"Who is this?" He asked me casually as I was picking up my sketch paper.
I was about to answer him when my phone rang.
So, I excused myself quickly to answer the call as I stepped outside.
"Hello?" I said
"Hannah Banana, it's Rico!" Our publisher said.
"You don't look at your caller ID anymore, dear?" He joked. "How's Florence?"
"Hi Rico!" It's nice to hear a familiar voice.
"Florence is fantastic. I wish you were here." I really meant that as we continued to talk.
BINABASA MO ANG
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General FictionIn the world of art, will these two have the chance to meet again?