Just Like Old Times ; JieunXHyosung
It seemed like every day of her life she was covered in paint or her fingers where covered in dark remains of pencils stuck to her fingers. This time it so happened to be the colors red, yellow and different shakes of blues that covered her cheek and hands as she took a step back from her art piece. A Sigh fell passed her lips as she tilted her head at the painting, something was missing, she just couldn't pinpoint what. Her eyes focused on the brightly colored swing set in the painting.
The swing meant something to her, it depicted her childhood and fun memories playing with her friends on that very swing. Ideas popped into her head as she scrambled for the white paint so that she could make a small pair of shoes as she remember her and this girl, a girl she couldn't remember clearly, would always lose their shoes on the swing.Β
She dipped the brush into the white and was about to begin the process over again when she heard a knock on the door. A female voice sounded, making its way over the soft sound of music that played in the background. The voice was familiar to her, warming. Β She turned to glance at the girl, she had to be one of the prettiest girls that graced bullworth and yet she couldn't shake the familiar vibe radiating off of her.
" May I help you ? " She asked in a bright tone as she set down the brush and paint. Jieun reached to the table, picking up a slightly used rag and wiped her hands on it before tossing it back on the table.Β
