This time I wondered why that person wanted to buy my work and again seemed to really want to own it. I kept thinking about it so much that it almost made me hesitate to sell it. However, what my grandmother said earlier to make use of my abilities, I feel strong. After several times I thought about it again and now I'm sure and there's nothing wrong with selling my work of art. Even though I don't think I believe all of this, I hope that this person is just a collector and has no intention of doing anything to me. I immediately tidied it up and now I'm starting to feel calm for a while. On days when I felt increasingly uncomfortable with myself and indeed there were not a number of things that should have been fulfilled. I feel that all of that is really annoying and often fights with the contents of my head. When that happened, I felt a flurry of emotions that kept coming and couldn't be avoided. At that moment I didn't know what to do anymore. After that, I felt something was wrong with me and enough that I had a headache. In contrast to that time, now I feel much calmer and every time I also have the chance to say something to myself which turns out to be causing something else. I looked back at my art and on second thought I couldn't believe any of this. I felt a little depressed and kept wondering. Hearing everyone say good things about this work, I became quite confident. Until I couldn't sleep and kept thinking about whether that person would be very amazed or even show that disappointed face. The thought kept coming and now I'm speechless. I didn't even go to sleep and when I looked at the clock it was already night, I felt like this is what usually happens to me.
"Unlucky. I can't sleep," I muttered to myself.
Meanwhile, this time was right where the girl was. The atmosphere looks calm with the accompaniment of classical music. A charming looking girl with ruby eye color that gives off a sweet impression is seen sitting while reading a book. Not long after that, one of the female maids came up to her and then asked something. That person then answered calmly as if the two of them were discussing something very important. The maid immediately gave a picture that was quite beautiful and it turned out that the girl didn't want the picture at all . The girl continued to firmly refuse and then smiled.
"Actually there is someone who has good work and I want it," said the girl with a bright smile.
"Is it true? What's his name?"
"Who knows. The guy didn't tell me the name of the painter. Sunday that person will come here himself and I can find out later. What is a person like and why can create truly amazing works of art. I'm so curious.”
"Then I'm glad to hear that. Then, what are you going to do with all this work?”
“Just do what you want. I don't care."
“Eh?”
“You can burn it or throw it away it doesn't matter. Just decide for yourself no matter what."
“Ah, all right then. Excuse me."
"Yes."
The female servant then left and now the girl is back to continue reading the book earlier. Meanwhile, right now I'm feeling so frustrated that I can't even close my eyes. Several things seemed to hinder me and this time I was quite uncomfortable with this situation. I keep hoping that none of this exists and I think there's only comfort. At that moment I couldn't do anything anymore and all I had was feeling annoyed. Now I'm just getting annoyed and don't know why it's so sickening. Not long after that, I called my friend and it turned out that the person quickly picked up my call.
"Hello?"
"Hey, you still haven't slept? What are you doing?"
"Yes. I haven't slept. I was actually going through some of the pages of a book I tore a few days ago."
"What? why ?”
“I just realized that apparently an important part of the material was erased and now I have to write from scratch. It's too bad."
“You are so careless. You tore it on purpose?”
"No. It was because of a terrible coincidence that someone pulled this book and ended up tearing it.”
“You always fight with the others apparently. Was it because a while ago you said that person was incompetent?”
"Yes. That's right. because I'm annoyed."
"You shouldn't say that to other people. what exactly are you planning?”
“To be honest I have nothing planned. I just automatically say it and it's probably because I can't control myself. By the way, I hear someone has bought your painting. Who's that?"
"You heard it from Grace?"
"Yes. I overheard that guy's conversation with a few people and it looks like they might be your next customer. You have to make a great work again.”
"But I haven't sent it to the person who bought it."
"Why? Did something happen?”
"Not really. That person can meet me later on Sunday.”
"Ah, so it seems. I thought it was because of something else.”
Even though I kept talking to this person, I still couldn't sleep. I thought that talking too much would drain my energy and make myself tired but it turned out to be wrong. This time I'm back to mourn my fate that can not sleep since earlier. Even though there were other things that really bothered me, I was quite aware that so far no one at school insulted my work and instead they supported me, it was really magical. Not long after that, I started to feel sleepy and finally fell asleep. the next morning. This time the alarm that usually wakes me up didn't ring. When I checked, the battery was dead. I quickly got ready to go to school. It's a pretty sunny morning and I'm feeling very excited today. After getting ready, I immediately left. My trip today was somewhat faster than usual. I felt a pleasant sensation and it made me feel different. Arriving at school I met other friends and they also looked excited. As soon as I entered the classroom, at that moment I saw someone scolding a short-haired female student who was wearing glasses. The person who scolded him turned out to be the chairman of the singing club. That person looks battered and I feel that this is not discipline.
"Why are you guys quiet?" I asked one of the other students.
"It's useless. If you defend the glasses, I can also be affected. That's why we can only stand by and watch this persecution. You also just came, so it's best to ignore it and stay out of it."
"What? why are you guys are you afraid?”
"It is not like that. It's just that you're bound to get into trouble."
“That's ridiculous. What is this?"
“Hey, sorry for pulling your hand. I guess I have no other choice to stop you. I said no. You better understand too.”
"Unlucky."
"I don't like the sight of it either. however , there is no other choice.”
The person scolded him while kicking his leg and making the bespectacled woman fall. After that there was some other physical violence. the other friends also apparently could only stay silent and do nothing. To be honest, when I saw all of this, I really couldn't bear it. However, as soon as I heard from that person I immediately understood because previously I felt something was wrong with this. It wasn't long before the bell rang and the teacher started to walk into the classroom. The bespectacled woman immediately went to the medical room and asked permission not to attend class with the reasons she had just made.
'Jesus, the time is right,' I muttered to myself.
Looks like this shitty day has started again. I sensed some evil energy roaming the room. My mind was diverted again and I also felt that I was not enthusiastic anymore. The morning that was previously full of enthusiasm has now faded due to witnessing a terrible thing in this class. Just one look is getting fed up with this world which is mostly evil and nothing can stop it. Even though it shouldn't go that far and what needs to be done is to create peace. Time doesn't feel like it's just resting. And I started walking towards the cafeteria for lunch.
“Anne. How's your painting? did you really sell it? asked Irina.
"Yes. I already sold it. But I haven't sent it to the person who bought it."
"I see. You really should take advantage of that advantage. even if you start using it now, it's not too late either. You can still grow to become even more extraordinary.”
"Well, you don't need to flatter me like that. I still have a lot to learn.”
“But you really are amazing. I don't think anyone can compete with you. You are only one and everyone acknowledges it too.”
"Is it true?"
“Of course it is. I never said shit to you."