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｢ Art Class ¦ Hitoka Y. ｣

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｢ Art Class ｣

Second year Yachi and [name] are known as complete opposites when it comes to their art class.

Why?

[Name] is confident when it comes to her art skills, Yachi isn't. [Name] shows off a lot to her friends about her art in class, Yachi doesn't. And [name] never hides the fact that she enjoys their compliments, but Yachi does if someone ever does.

At one of their art classes, they were assigned to a partner.

And as cliché as it sounds, Yachi and [name] were partners.

All they had to do was draw their partner to the best of their abilities.

Proudly and quite quickly, [name] drew Yachi. She drew Yachi well, and the picture came out much more better than expected. Considering the fact that [name] looks at Yachi quite often, she knows her features well. Yachi's blonde locks just above her shoulders, a small ponytail at the side of her head, clear bright brown eyes that seem to gleam or shine because of the sunlight, and lips in a light pink color.

The teacher eyes the drawing of the students as she walked by, nodding or humming to herself as she sees certain pictures.

Upon standing behind Yachi, a gentle smile graces her lips as she sees the drawing. With content, the teacher smiles, and says, "Yachi-san, I see you're improving, it's nice to see you now have confidence in your skills."

Before Yachi, however, could cover up her excitement or happiness or the fact that she was just really happy because she was drawing her crush for the longest time, the teacher walks away, grinning to herself as she checks up on other students who were having trouble themselves.

"Yachi-san, may I see your drawing?" [Name] then asks, truly feeling curious as to what her teacher had meant. She knew their teacher had an eye for art, so she trusts her judgment that Yachi had drew herself properly.

"E-Eh? But I-I'm no-not finished y-yet a-and um," the blonde starts to panic, making up excuses as to why she can't show [name] her drawing. It was obvious that [name] herself wouldn't like the drawing, it was nothing compared to the rest of her classmates.

"I don't kind mind if it's not finished," said [name], but she lightens up when she thought of something, "Ah, here, you can see mine," she shows the picture, thinking that Yachi might have a change of heart if she saw her drawing of her.

Yachi, of course, was in awe because of [name]'s drawing. She was almost finished, in fact, all she had to draw were the eyes and some features on her face.

Speechless, Yachi didn't say anything.

Taking this as a hint that she shouldn't push any further, [name] doesn't say anything else and goes back to drawing her partner.

[Name] really wanted to see the picture. She wanted to see how Yachi saw herself. The female may have a slight crush on the blonde, she knows that for a fact. And [name] just does her best not to show it.