When I looked up at the sky for a while, at that moment I felt a peaceful sensation coursing through me. Not long after that I felt someone was watching me. Out of curiosity I immediately looked back and when I saw there was no one. Maybe I'm tired so I think something impossible. We kept walking until we finally parted ways. I already knew that if all of that came true. Lately I've been thinking about what my grandma said about holding a solo exhibition for me. Even though I was happy, it turned out that it was also quite depressing for me. Now I've felt it even before that. Meanwhile, right now right inside grandma's gallery. Several people have entered the room and not a few of them are art collectors. At that time, there was also one person who asked about the paintings that were there . That person seems to really like the portrait of the painting in blue. At first glance it looks ordinary but when you look deeper it is really interesting. The man was so impressed with the painting that he even immediately offered a price. Surprised grandmother then smiled and that's when the two of them started talking. This time I have reached home. The atmosphere is very quiet. Aunt is not at home and not even grandma too. Looks like the two of them came to the gallery. I can't go there anymore. Because my body really wants to rest for now. After I changed my clothes, I returned to the art room and then intended to paint something. Even though it still feels like no ideas have come up, I feel boredom that can't even be helped anymore. No need to linger, I immediately took a brush and applied paint to the canvas. My mind is erratic. I guess what my hands will produce this time is quite different compared to before. Slowly and carefully, my hands create new works of art and now I really enjoy doing this. When I was on my way home from school, I was with Yuko before parting ways. That person had said a few other things to me as well and curiously I kept asking. So far, Yuko has always been open about anything , so it makes me feel that this person could be the perfect informant. When we watched the sunset while walking, Yuko was also seen smiling but her smile didn't last long. As if there is a limit. I really wonder what made that person like that. Even though it was just pleasantries, I couldn't hold back from asking Yuko all this time.
"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you this. What really happened while you weren't there? Was it just because you were sick?” my question may offend a bit but I don't really care.
"Yes. I was sick and was treated for quite a long time in the hospital.”
“Ah, so that's true. As long as you're not around people keep saying that it's possible for you to transfer schools or something.”
"Is it true?"
"Yes. They're always like that.”
“But, as long as I lay in that place I feel like I want to go back to how it used to be. I want to enjoy my life a little more. Luckily that wish came true.”
“Ah, you must be very pleased.”
"Yes. I am so glad."
At that time I saw Yuko's smile that showed everything that had happened. At that moment, I realized that basically everyone would only show their good self compared to their true self. At first glance I also thought that all humans are basically like that. Behind their really charming smiles, it feels like there are a few things up. They are all too real to simply ignore. I already know that now everything has started in a way that I never felt. I had become insecure because I had to show everything to everyone. What's more, my grandmother always hoped that I would become an artist on the same level as my grandmother. All of that made me even harder to try as much as possible. Now the painting I made is finished and now I look at it with admiration. I can't believe I can make a painting like this. In my whole life, there have only been pictures that look abysmal. People call the scratch the abstract name . It's just, I assume that it's not abstract but just an ordinary scratch that has no value at all. Slowly I began to change that and challenge myself further. The results I got were not what I expected. Such a shitty start and that's what made me doubt my abilities. I feel like a loser trying to look better in front of others. However, now that has changed. Now I can do it little by little thanks to my hard work to the point of sacrificing my precious sleep. When I started to feel that the sacrifice was worth it, I had more confidence in my abilities and maybe I could use more of them. Besides, I really want to go somewhere and then look for new references. When it crossed my head, I really wanted to make it happen. After a while, I got up from my seat and grabbed my phone. I immediately contacted Yuko again.
"Hello?"
"Yuko."
"What's wrong Anne?"
"Do you have any plans on the weekend?"
"I guess I should go to the temple."
"Ah, so it seems."
"Why?"
"I thought you weren't busy. I wanted to take you somewhere."
“Hmm, how about you also come to the shrine with me?”
“Eh? But I…"
"It doesn't matter. besides I only came to the temple which is near the hill. There you will surely find something you have never seen.”
"What do you mean by that?"
"Sounds weird, doesn't it? Actually if you come there later, you can see a beautiful view. But only in summer or spring."
"Ah, so it seems."
"Yes. That is how it is."
“Is it really okay if I come there?”
“Of course it's fine. believe me ."
"Okay. I guess I'd like to see some fresh air too . You said the temple was near the hill?”
"Correct. People also often come there. They come not only for rituals but there are also tourists who deliberately come for that.”
“Travelers huh. looks like it'll be busy."
"Hopefully not too much. Why? You don't like crowds?"
"No. I just don't want to queue."
"Wow, you are so weird. Even though it has been done many times.”
"That's clear. I can not explain it."
"All right."
I always thought something else was coming my way. I feel an unusual vibration and it bothers me a little. Besides that, I also felt a strange thing which I never found out what it was. Besides that weirdness, I also often think that maybe this is part of a curse that I shouldn't wake up. Again, I always associate it with things that don't make sense. This time, I walked towards another room that I never opened. A room that hasn't been used for a long time and when I stood right in front of the door of this room, I saw the door was closed and when I tried to open this door it was locked. At that moment I was annoyed because apparently someone had locked it on purpose because there were some other things maybe. Not long after that I went downstairs and right then and there I found only silence. In this house right now there's just me alone and when I want something a little less quiet, it feels like there isn't. After that I decided to take a short walk around the park that is nearby. I purposely came because I was bored at home and wanted to see the moonlight tonight. You can see the crescent moon in the sky.
"Wow, that's beautiful," I muttered to myself.
Meanwhile, right now at Yolanda's residence. The woman looks busy making something and apparently currently making some cakes. After school Yolanda stopped by the family's cake shop and at that time Yolanda started helping to make some cakes to be placed in the window because some of the cakes had sold out. Yolanda quickly did that and at that moment one of the employees of the place praised Yolanda's skills. Even today Yolanda is still in the store with them. Yolanda's bright smile was able to attract customers and it didn't feel like it was almost sold out again.
"Wow, today was really busy. How do you all do such a good job? Even though I just came and helped you, it felt like I was almost dead," Yolanda said, which made the others laugh.
"That's because we're used to it. Unlike you who are still beginners.”
"Ah, it turns out that the only difference is experience."
"That's how it is."
"But, to be honest, that was a lot. Is every day always like this? it's already night too?
"Yes. That's right."
“Wow, that's amazing. Gosh, I have to rest first," Yolanda said while sitting on one of the chairs in the shop.
"How is your school?"
"Going well as usual."