He was painting an old work of his, but it wasn't really his day. Or week, or year really.
He kept messing up the mixing, creating various shades but not the one he truly needed. Painting just wasn't his thing, not anymore.
And painting in the living room wasn't a good idea either, especially if you have three very critical roommates.
Jin and Namjoon were just discussing his failed paintwork when Yoongi tried to sneak out.
"Where are you going?" Jin asked him surprised to see him all dressed up.
"A date. This freshman asked me out yesterday." Now Namjoon grew more interested. He took the subject philosophy and anthropology with the freshman year after all. "Who's it?"
"Park Jimin."