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You hummed softly as you finished sketching the outline to your drawing. Your drawing was of a certain boy who had been invading your mind lately. His short, light blue hair always seemed to lay perfectly, the way it would frame his face was something entirely of fairytales. His intense but gentle, deep blue eyes would consistently analyze the world around him. His stance was lazy and his shirt was untucked but he was always put together mentally and physically.
His name was Khun Aguero Agnes and he was one of your closest friends. He was leaning against a doorframe, a few feet from you. His hands were in his pockets and he was talking to a girl. Her hair was a deep brown and tucked behind one ear. Her eyes were a beautiful emerald color, and her skin was a deep mocha. Her name was Alina. She was incredibly kind, and definitely his type.
He was so close. He was so unreachable.
You sighed and finished the outline for his lean build. Pulling back and admiring your work, you were completely unaware of your surroundings.
"What are you drawing?" A deep voice asked from above you. You quickly clung onto your sketchbook tighter as to not reveal your work.
"Oh, not much. You know, just practicing," you nervously chuckled and slowly closed the pages of the book in your hands.
