"Welcome to your first day at Seoul's Institution of the Arts!" the teacher exclaimed.

"Art is a form of storytelling," he went on.

"It tells the story of us."

"Every single one of us here has a story."

everyone looked around the room.

some smiled at each other, some even whispered a quiet greeting.

"And as the first project of the year, and as a welcome project, all of you will be doing a sketch."

Choi Minyoon silently raised her hand.

"Yes, miss...."

"Choi. Miss. Choi."

"Ah yes, Miss. Choi. You were going to ask?"

"What's the subject supposed to be in our sketch?"

"Something beautiful," the teacher said, then winked at the class and continued to answer questions.

what Choi Minyoon didn't know at that time,

was that a certain boy from the back of the classroom,

was watching her with a dreamy, far-off gaze.

I know what i'm gonna draw for this project

Kim Taehyung thought to himself.