You were the first to come and the last to leave in the art club, your teacher had even given you an extra key. Putting every last drop of energy you got into creating, painting was like breathing to you and you hated it when people said " Everyone can draw." that sentence made you want to throw up ' No. Not everyone can draw. ' you would think bitterly remembering all those hours you spent infront of blank pages, reaping paper after paper because the results weren't good inof " No not everyone can draw." you had answered when the male asked you
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