Brush of Life
Who: Yukimura Seiichi munenonaifu and Kondou Isami not_blushing
What: A random meeting between sickly!emo!artist!prettyboy Yukimura and dramafag Kondou~
When: Today? June 19th
Where: Art Classroom
Summary: All Yukimura ever wanted was to paint alone...
Rating: G for now?
The window was slightly ajar, and a mild breeze found its way inside the classroom, catching tendrils of hair with the same color as dark lilacs, causing it to play around in front of a delicate, pale, and beautiful face. The face's beauty was somewhat marred by the bored expression it bore however, and the boy, because yes, it was a boy, even though features, voice and mannerisms might say otherwise, scratched the bridge of his nose with the hard tip of the brush he was holding, glaring accusingly at the still empty painting in front of him. Yukimura Seiichi had stayed after class to try and find some inspiration to paint, but it just wouldn't come, and now he was starting to get annoyed. And slightly faint. The problem was that his water bottle was in his backpack that he had left near the door. And getting up really didn't seem all that appealing to Yukimura right now. Typical.
What: A random meeting between sickly!emo!artist!prettyboy Yukimura and dramafag Kondou~
When: Today? June 19th
Where: Art Classroom
Summary: All Yukimura ever wanted was to paint alone...
Rating: G for now?
The window was slightly ajar, and a mild breeze found its way inside the classroom, catching tendrils of hair with the same color as dark lilacs, causing it to play around in front of a delicate, pale, and beautiful face. The face's beauty was somewhat marred by the bored expression it bore however, and the boy, because yes, it was a boy, even though features, voice and mannerisms might say otherwise, scratched the bridge of his nose with the hard tip of the brush he was holding, glaring accusingly at the still empty painting in front of him. Yukimura Seiichi had stayed after class to try and find some inspiration to paint, but it just wouldn't come, and now he was starting to get annoyed. And slightly faint. The problem was that his water bottle was in his backpack that he had left near the door. And getting up really didn't seem all that appealing to Yukimura right now. Typical.