Chapter 2

It was 9:00 p.m. I was still painting while occasionally stretching my hands. I didn't expect that I could finish this painting about 87% in just one day. And I just realized that Dean and I, who were too lazy at that time, took 1 month to do this assignment. In fact, if I focus and don't play much, this painting will be finished in one night.

"Crazy. You finished this painting so perfectly in just one day," Dean said.

I pulled the corner of my smile.With my hands still moving to give color to the painting, it suddenly stopped.What color is this? Why is it only black and white? Although this shortage has been going on since I was born, I was still shocked and disappointed that only those 2 colors were what I saw.

"Hhh... "I sighed in disappointment, "I want to see other colors. What does blue look like? What does pink look like? "I said with a slowly glum expression on my face.

Hearing my words, Dean just looked at me pityingly. He wanted to help me. But, what to help? I just don't know what to do with these eyes that can't detect colors.

"Here, let me get on with the painting," Dean got up from the chair and took the brush from my hand.

"I think I painted this painting with vague colors. You can change it if you want," I continued as I got up from the chair.

"What do you mean? That's art! It looks very strong ordinary. The colors in this painting, looks more real!"

Dean tried to calm me down.Even though he said that this painting was very extraordinary, I couldn't feel it.I could only smile when I heard people admiring my painting.

"Hhh... "I chuckled a little when I heard Dean's praise, "Are you praising me because you're afraid of being killed by me? "I asked with a challenging smile.

"Yes, that includes Haha!"He said as he continued the painting that was only half finished.

This is our friendship.Sometimes there are many unexpected problems that come to this friendship.Nevertheless, we have remained good friends since we entered this college.I am also very happy because I have friends like Dean and Arga.We are all the same age and have the same thoughts and hobbies.That is why, we can relate to each other well because of the many similarities.

Kkkrrttt...

Someone was opening the door.

"Huh? What are you guys doing here?"

"What about you? Why did you come here at this hour?" I asked.

"My mom got mad because someone threw a rock at my window. So for today, I'm going to sleep here." Arga replied as he entered the room while carrying a pillow and blanket.

Arga.He's a student with the same major as me and Dean.For my friend on this one, he's quite unruly and difficult to manage.Sometimes, I'm scared when I'm around him.I don't know how many enemies he has in his life.One thing for sure, he's a former brawler at school.He did a lot of juvenile delinquency in the past.So much so, Arga's mother sometimes captured Arga's moments of delinquency in her diary.But as naughty as this boy is, he doesn't dare to touch anything that smells of illegal drugs.He still has the common sense to control himself.

"This time, who are you fighting with?" Dean asked as he painted.

"I don't know. I think they're just jealous of my good looks," He replied, settling down on the sofa to sleep.

"Yes, I recognize your good looks this time. "I added as I threw small letters with various scents.

He caught them one by one. If you want to know, Arga is quite popular among the students. He's handsome and also a bit sloppy. It's enough to captivate the hearts of the women who see him. But, he's not the only one. Dean and I are equally popular. Haha!

"I'll read it tomorrow, my ladies. I have to sleep first, and gather energy to spread the charm tomorrow," He muttered gruffly and immediately closed his eyes.

We just shook our heads at our friend's behavior.

Do you want to know? I've never been in a relationship. I mean, I've never felt in love until now. To the point that my two friends think that I'm gay. Damn it, it's hard for me to prove that I'm a normal guy in general. I don't know why I haven't found a woman who fascinates me, or even makes me love myself. But I'm sure, one day there will be a woman who can make me fall in love until I die.

***

At 23:00 last night, I decided to go home. Since the rest will be finished by Dean, I was quite relieved to have finished my part.

Knock knock knock...

Kkkrrttt...

"San, are you going to eat today?" Mom asked.

I was still semi-conscious, and still on this comfortable bed. My eyes were fixed on the wall clock, which showed 8:00 am.

I have to do a lot of things today with Mom. I have to finish her homemade food, listen to her stories, and also be grateful that I have a beautiful and kind mother figure. Because I spent too much time with my brush, I forgot to ask how she was doing.

"Yes, Mom. I will eat today," I replied with a smile.

Mom returned my smile with a warm and sincere look. She walked away from my room to the dining room on the first floor.

I quickly got up from the bed, and made my bed.As I stretched my arms, I noticed that there were many small birds perched on my open window.They seemed to be in pairs and were watching me who was alone.How annoying! But they looked so cute because they had their own partners.I'm still confused, why do they like perched on my window so much? Am I Cinderella? I guess.

"San! Hurry up and wash your face and eat!" my mom yelled.

"Okay mom!" I replied hurriedly.

***

Mom and I were already at the same table. We started eating the breakfast that Mom had made.

"San, later this afternoon I'm going to a reunion. Do you want to come?" Mom asked.

The last time I participated in that event, there were many parents asking me to be their son-in-law. I couldn't even enjoy one glass of juice that was in my hand at that time.

"No mom. I'll stay at home to spend time alone," I gently refused.

Mom smiled, "Okay then."

We continued our breakfast.To be honest, I really wanted to go to the reunion.But, considering that I had to do something today, I had to stay at home.As a final year student, my assignments were starting to pile up and I still had a lot to finish.I was so tired and just wanted to sleep all day.But, what else could I do? That's students.

"San, if I come home late, is it okay if you have to cook for yourself?" Mom asked.

"Of course mom. I'll take care of myself while I'm home. You don't have to worry, and spend your time with your friends," I replied with a smile.

Mom smiled at my answer. She was always proud of me no matter what I did. Even just cooking sunny side up eggs.

***

The flowers in my yard are so beautiful.Mom planted them two years ago.She said that flowers can make life better when you see them.It's true.I feel calm when the flowers dance in the breeze.My house is at the edge of the city, where there are only a few houses around.Big trees surround our house, and green grass is plastered all over the yard.

There are many birds flying in the sky.The world is very beautiful and comfortable.For others.

"But for me, this world is just an imagination without life.This world is just a dark picture that has an interesting story behind it.This world, can only be owned by those who have everything.And this world, is not meant for me who only knows Black and White."I muttered while looking at the beauty of nature, which in fact I could not see where it was beautiful.

However, I should still be grateful, right? I'm upset but I can't do anything.