❥title: interest

❥story:fluff

❥warnings: none

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"Okay," the art club leader trails off, looking around before frowning, a sad sigh escaping his lips as seconds continued to pass by. "I guess L/n isn't here with us today."

"Hi, good morning." you could practically feel the whole room shake and vibrate from the shrieks and yelps of surprise from your club members, echo through the clubroom.

Despite being apart of the art's club, your presence was low at the point you need to drag attention to yourself like speaking up, clapping your hands together or simply just go with the flow.

Its not like you were a loner or anything, you simply let them get distracted by other things like people, buildings, animals and all that stuff. It wasn't because you suck at social interaction either, you just didn't wanna make up a conversation that would end up pointless and unnecessary in the end anyways.

You kinda felt like that one basketball player in that one anime you used to watch before.

The leader held his chest in the most dramatic way you could've imagined someone to do, if he wasn't so interested in arts then he would most likely be in the drama club rather than here.

"L/n! Don't just enter in like that!" he scolded, earning a raised eyebrow from you which he mimicked out of confusion.

"I came here before you did," his mouth agape along with his eye twitching, flushing red which you assumed was from embarassment.

Before you even knew it, he was on the ground, apologising so much you could've probably recorded it by now and make a mix tape out of it.

"I'm rea—where'd she go?" the leader asked after he looked up, realising you weren't infront of him anymore and that he was just blabbering to nothing but air.

"We don't know either, we were kinda busy laughing at y—"

"Here." just as you suspected, the past events occurred once again, hearing the shrieks and yelps of surprise from your club members including your leader basically became a routine for you everyday.

"Damn it L/n! Stop doing that!" a female students whined, pouting over to your direction where you were too busy blankly staring at the canvas infront of you.

With a sigh and small shrug, your leader got up from the ground, dusting his slightly dirty uniform before radiating off a wide yet bright smile.

If he smiled any more wider, your eyes would practically go blind from how bright it was.

"Today, I want all of you including myself, to find one thing in the school that interests you the most." he started off, getting a few murmurs from your club members.

"I expect it to be done next week, if you can't then please tell me so that I could extend the due time. Is that clear?" of course he had to widened his smile, that majority of you had to look away because it shined so bright.

After getting the approval of his fellow club members, he clasped his hands together. "Sounds great! Any questions?" not too long after that, a few of them raised a hand and spoke up:

"Could it be anything as long as it interests us?"

"Of course! As long as it makes you feel warm inside, then sketch it like your life depended on it!"

"Could it be a female?"

"Same answer,"

"Female breas—"

*SMACK!*

The male member frowned at you before slightly flinching in his seat, letting out a small sigh. "Jeez L/n, I didn't even notice you were there."

The only thing you could do was glare and throw a paintbrush to his direction, making him laugh out loud.

"Okay! That's all for today, see you all after school!" all of you smiled at your rather euphoric and energetic leader before walking out.

With a sketch book cuddled in your arms, your gaze was stuck onto the ground, your eyes squinted whilst your thoughts were having a heated debate on what would you draw.

You had plenty of ideas in mind that it almost seemed like it was endless, but something that interests you? Uh-uh, apart from your dramatic leader and the club you're in, you didn't really have any personal interests apart from sleeping.

But knowing the drama king, he wouldn't let you draw a picture of your room and bed, and would most likely get you to repeat.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, a frown crept up on your lips as a gloomy aura surrounds you, finding no motivation to draw.

Even a week wasn't enough to find something that'll help you.

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"Hn.." you muttered, staring at the tree infront if you but again, it didnt quite intriguig you, so you walked away with your shoulders slumped.

You only had 4 days left, 4 days to find something to draw. And if you didn't manage to get any ideas by then, you would fall under pressure and you wouldn't want that.

Nonetheless, you walked to school, still with the same demeanor you had a few days ago.

You kinda looked like a lost puppy looking for a home but instead, looking for something to amaze you with.

Letting out a soft quiet groan, you walked on over to a vending machine, buying yourself some milk before walking ahead, continuing in your day to continue your quest.

Just as you were about to plug in the earphones in your ear, a squeaky noise stopped you from doing so.

Glancing over to a direction, the gym doors were opened, revealing a few members from the volleyball team, doing their morning practices as usual.

But still, it didn't amaze you at all. But not even one step was taken and your eyes were already widened, almost dropping the sketch book in your hands along with your phone.

A male jumped, hitting the ball with strength. But you must be thinking "that's it? That made you surprised?"

It wasn't his superhuman jumped that interests you the most, the light that bounced on top of his head, the sweat droplets that was in the light ray, his perfect figure in the air.

His Jersey that had a "10" imprinted in his back, the position of his body in the air, his focused expression, everything about him was perfect.

You felt your eyes shine and get mesmerised by the sight infront of you, with a huff, you walked in with no 2nd thoughts.

I guess having a low presence has a lot of pros in it. It was too easy to sneak inside the gymnasium in such a busy morning.

You sat there on the ground, sketchbook in hands along with your pencil, trying your hardest to remember and recall the beautiful figure that the male had.

Lucky for you, he repeated the same thing he had done before. Letting your imaginations roam free as you felt your hand draw lively on the paper.

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"Hey! Hey! Tenma right? Number 10 from the volleyball team?"

"Mm.. Yeah?"

"Here! One of our club member's managed to sneak in the gym just to draw this! You probably didn't notice her though.."

"She's so steathful so i doubt you could've se—"

"Who said I didn't notice her?"

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