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Quite an event these past few days have been. Ms. Midnight told me to focus on art class cause I'm falling behind, she tasked me to sketch some of my classmates, and it was simple at first. Then I found myself drifting toward one classmate in particular...
Jirou Kyoka...
Her figure... so plain, yet stunning. A simple sketch required all my attention, so plain yet elegant.
So there I was in the living room, sketching on my notebook, trying to recreate my classmates from memory, and now, I'm once again stuck on Jirou.
It was difficult without a reference, everyone else had been easy, even Shoji was had an easier body to draw, and he had 6 arms!
"I need to see her in person if I want this to work..."
"See who, green?"
The sudden voice startled me and pulled me out of my thoughts.
"J-J-Jirou?!"
There she was, the subject of my mind, standing there in a purple shirt that reads "DEAD" and some black sweatpants.
She had a smug look on her face... she's gonna tease me.
"Who you looking for, green?"
"No one!"
"Sure, Mr. "I need to see her in person to make this work.""
"I-I..."
"Its alright green, I won't force it out of you."
She said her expression softening.
"But if you told me, I could hook you up with 'her'"
I'm shaking from nervousness because she just plopped down the couch next to me.
"What do you need 'her' for anyway?"
"U-uhm, Mrs. Midnight t-told me to focus on my art a-and ordered me to sketch m-my classmates."
"Oh, really? Well which one are you working on?"
She snatches my notebook and looks at my unfinished sketch. The moment I realize what she did, it was too late. She had already seen it.
"W-wow green, these a re-really good."
Oh crap she must think I'm some kind of pervert!
"A-are you working on a sketch of me?"
She asked, and I swear I could see a hint of pink on her cheeks.
"Y-yeah..."
"Am I difficult to draw?"
"Yeah..."
"Is that why you said what you said earlier, why you needed me as a reference?"
"Ye-yes... you're just... so pretty that its hard to draw your likeness without a reference."
It took me a moment to realize what I just said.
"I'm s-so sorry! That just came out, I swear- I mean, not to say that your aren't pretty, infactyou'reverypretty- Wait- no- I mean-"
"I'll do it."
"W-what?"
"I-I said, I'll do it"
She's burning crimson.
"Re-really?"
"Y-yeah... THIS IS JUST TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR HOMEWORK OKAY?!"
She helps ot pushing the sketchbook toward me.
"O-okay! Uhm... meet me in the art room after school?
"Y-yeah, I'll see you then."
She walks off with her ears turning crimson as well.
"G-great! I-its a date!"
And she's gone...
"Well, at least I get to finish my assignment tomorrow- wait did I say date?"
I grab the nearest pillow and scream my lungs out, hoping Jirou didn't hear that.
But she did....
Fast forward to the next day, I'm waiting in the art room for my "date" fidgeting with the pencils in my hand, making sure everything was nice and tidy for the big moment.
Then I hear the door opening.
"H-hey, green."
That was it, that was all it took to make me go supernova.
"Ji-Jirou! You're here! I mean- of course you're here I did invite you to come here. And you're here... with uh- me... I've been talking for too long."
I pretty sure I could cause an earthquake with how much I was shaking.
"I-its alright, green. I'm nervous too."
She comes in and closes the door behind her. She stays still for a moment -even perfectly still she's pretty-, an awkward silence hangs in the air.
"So ho-how does this work?"
"Oh right! Well you can just sit on the couch however you like and just stay still for a while. W-we can have breaks, how long will you be able to stay still?"
"I-I dunno, never done this before..."
She says as she sat on the couch, making a simple pose. Straight back, facing front, and hands on her knees.
"I-is this okay?"
I stare at her for a few moments.
"Green?"
"Huh? Oh- yeah it's-it's good"
"Thanks"
"I-I'm gonna start now."
"Okay."
... a few minutes passed and... I haven't drawn anything. I don't know why, but I just can't find where to start. Suddenly I hear a sound of someone landing on something soft.
Jirou had fallen asleep on the couch, relaxing her body to be comfortable.
That's when it struck me, I knew exactly where to start, so I got to work. Playing classic music in the background, I moved my pencil fluidly on the canvas, erasing mistakes, and texturing came easy. It felt so natural, I was in my habitat, surrounded by various artworks by various other artists, but no artwork will compare to her.
And so, with classical music filling the roomo, I had finished, I realized why I couldn't draw in the first place, I wasn't drawing the real Jirou, her pose was forced and awkward, but the Jirou I've been sketching since back then was relaxed and aloof and... cute.
"Green?"
She called out with a yawn.
"I fell asleep huh?"
She displayed an expression of guilt.
"Sorry"
"I-its fine, really, it was better."
"What? What makes you say that?"
"Jirou, when I draw someone, I prefer them to be relaxed and comfortable. The pose you did felt awkward, and it took me a while to realized it."
She looked at me with some sparkles in her eyes.
"That's why it was better that you fell asleep."
I said showing her my drawing.
"Cause you looked happy."
The drawing showed her laying on the couch, sun hitting her face just right, and a small smile on her face.
"W-wow..."
She looks at the drawing it disbelief, as if she can't believe it was her in the picture.
"Jirou, thank you for doing this."
She was in a trance but I managed to snap her out of it.
"No problem, green."
We both smile at eachother, not awkward smiles of nervousness, but genuine and heartfelt smiles of joy.
"Not bad for our first "date", huh?"
Surprising even myself, that came out of my mouth without stutter.
"No, it wasnt."
She starts to blush again, and so do I.
"Wanna do this again some time?"
I ask her and she starts twirling one of her earphone jacks around her index finger. She looks at me, shyly and finally replies.
"Sure thing, green."