A/N: Hello my fellow friends, followers and readers!
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Ps: The author-chan doesn't feel really good (>_<), but since the author won't give up this story. I will continue this (^_^).
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Recap:
"....It's getting darker. Let's meet up tomorrow at school,"
"Alright. See you at the next day!"
"See you too!!"
Grabbing your coat, you head home and thinking out this day. It was really fun, you enjoyed your hang out with Emil.
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It was 7 am and you were witting with your new Friends Tino, Emil, Lukas, Berwald, and then Mathias. Of course, you enjoy your hang out with them but..they were pretty loud especially Mathias who were yelling 'I'm The King of Europe!!' It was annoying to be honest.. But....everybody has their own charm like Lukas who didn't speak for a whole ride, Tino who try spoke softly just like a mother type and then there's the loud one a.k.a Mathias.
"(Y/N), i want to ask you something," Lukas looked up at you.
"Sure, what do you want to ask?"
"...How are you so calm when you hang out with Mathias?"
"WHY DO YOU HATE ME LUKAS?!?!?!" Mathias pouted like a kid.
"Shut up you damned Den. We're in the bus, your screaming only hurting my deaf," he commented blandly.
Those comments made you sweat drop, especially when Lukas and Mathias got into a childish argument. You wonder, how can Mathias and Lukas are Friends? They are the exact opposite...you have no idea.
"We're here, everyone. Pack your bags and check if you miss anything," Tino interrupted their argument with his words.
Both of them packed their bags and left the bus together with you. After leaving the buss, you looked at the schedule in your Agenda book.
"What's your next class, (Y/N)?" Lukas asked.
"Art, and you?"
"Me too. I have a same class with you."
"What about the others?"
"M'th'm't'cs," Berwald replied your question.
"Biology," Mathias and Tino said at the same time.
"English Literature," Emil replied.
"Ahhh, everyone expect Lukas have a different subjects huh? Let's meet up at the lunch time."
After gave a goodbye wave, you both went to the Art classroom...you didn't notice but inside his emotionless face, deep inside he worried for the art class.
'Why gotta be the Art class? Why can't it be English Literature, Biology or Others? I hate art class!'
You turned around to see him slowed down his pace as he was looking down in deep thought. His face was wrinkled little bit and his face was little bit sour even his face looked like Frisk from Undertale.
"Lukas??" He didn't reply.
"Lukas?!?!?!" He still didn't budge.
"Lukas!!" He jumped a bit and looked at you.
"Ah sorry, o'm just deep in thought."
"It's alright. What were you thinking?"
"...it's nothing. We should be faster or the teacher going to be mad at us if we late."
"Alright..." you followed him from behind.
It was strange, he never act like that. In hurry, his speech got faster and he looked little bit jumpy or worry. The Lukas you knew is silent, chill, never get jumpy, and his walking pace never change quick from slow to quick.
Reaching the class, it was pretty empty. There's only six students included you and Lukas. Two of them were gossiping, one of them were drawing a Manga, and one of them...just... waiting for something.
"Let's get a seat for both of us."
"Alright, where?"
"Follow me," he walked yo his favorite spot and sat down on his chair.
You followed him from behind and sat next to him as the chair made a slight squeak noise because of the mass. Slowly, the class were pilled up by the students as some of them laughing, playing or chatting.
Lukas looked so nervous but he manage to hide it from everyone....only you who could see the worry in his eyes.
"Lukas? What's wrong? You looked like you just saw a ghost."
"I-it's nothing, really. Why don't you draw or...do anything?"
"Lukas....don't change the subject."
"...sorry, i didn't mean it to be like that."
"It's okay...but why are you so...worried?"
"I'm not gonna tell you for now but i will tell you later."
"Is it..because there will be a drawing test?"
"...kind off. Bug that's not the whole point i was trying to tell you."
"Then what???"
"...just like i said. I will tell you later, by the way. Do you have a pencil?
"Yeah, why?"
"Can i borrow one of your pencil to practice?"
"Sure."
Grabbing your heavy bag, you opened by opened the zipper on the bag and took you pencil case out of from your bag. Normal girl have a cute pencil case....but your pencil case just plain blue without any stickers or glitter.
The zip was opened after you moved it with your finger and you gave the pencil to Lukas. He smiled when you gave him the pencil as he muttered a small 'thank you' to you and he began to sketch his draws
_____15 minutes later_____
It was boring when you wait Lukas to finish his practice at drawing. When you look down to see his draw, you understood why he was still before. He couldn't draw like Feliciano. With a gentle sigh, you tapped his shoulder slightly."
"Your hands shouldn't be so stiff if you want to draw, try to be more relaxing when you draw."
He nods and made his hands more relaxed when you told him to. Slowly by slowly, his sketch were less messy like before.
"Careful with the lines. Or you will mess everything."
"Alright. Thank you," he made the line carefully as he made a giant tree on the middle of the paper. Then the tree was surrounded by the the bushes as there was some animals in the draw.
"It's getting better. If you keep practicing, you can get an A+ at art class."
"Yeah, i hope so. Thank you so much for helping me," he smiled...only a little bit.
"Your welcome, Lukas."
After those words left from your mouth, the teacher came to the class and start the test.
_____Time skip_____
Lukas smiled at the result. At least he got B for the score. He used to get D or E for his drawing skill but because of your help, he got B for art. He looked up at you and walked up to you.
"Thank you, (Y/N). For helping me."
"No problem. I'm glad that i can help you."
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