Jinsoul would always find herself going to an art gallery. The paintings are mesmerizingly beautiful, made by people's soft touch of fingers. She always thought the arts were pretty, but she didn't know the woman beside her was prettier.
Her dark orbs are flawless, her tantalizing lips curving into a smirk, and the way she pushed back her long flowing hair.
She's almost perfect, and somehow, she wants to thank her artist, her mother, for creating such a masterpiece.
And the almost perfect girl Jinsoul adores,
her name is Kim Jungeun.