“Huh, what is this?” she saw a small speck of earthen yellow paint polished on her cheek,
“Haha, is this paint no longer able to tell the difference between the canvas and my face now? But… I look like someone who hasn't showered yet,” she chuckled as he wiped her face with wet tissue.
“Is this my hand?” Jane spoke to herself in her hands.
Well that's how artists are sometimes too funny and a little weird. Jane also cleaned her face again, took her cosmetic purse and fixed her messy make-up to the end.“Wow, I'm beautiful now. No… No… I'm really, gorgeous,” she said, chuckling at her reflection in the sink mirror.'But something seems to be missing,' Jane thought for a moment and looked her reflection up and down again.
“I don't think this outfit is suitable for going out with that annoying Josh,'” Jane thought as she looked at herself.“Hmm… He's going to keep insulting me on and on. Jane, do you want to go out or sleep? Are you sure about that outfit?” Jane rambled on following Josh's speech, still in front of the sink mirror.
“Josh, that guy really… is cranky,” cursed Jane, mumbling to imitate Josh's habit of criticizing her about clothes.
At that time, she only wore culottes with a regular short-sleeved shirt.
“I'd better ask Josh, is it okay only be like that or not?” she thought briefly and went back to the painting table not far from the sink and took her smartphone to made a video call to Josh.
Ttutt… Ttutt… (Josh calls out 1 video call go unanswered)
Ttutt… Ttutt… (Josh calls out 2 video calls go unanswered)
Ttutt… Ttutt… (Josh calls out 3 video calls go unanswered)
'He really is a disappointment,' Jane stared at her screen.
“Josh, pick up my call,” Jane typed in a message to Josh.
“Josh! You naughty man, call me back,” Jane texted Josh one more time.
The messages only end with a tick 2 which means it has been entered and has not been read.
'Damn it,' Jane cursed in her mind. 'What is this? He is online… Why isn't he responding when he's active?' Jane thought again in her mind.
“Hmm, that's annoying,” Jane muttered under her breath, confused by her own question.
Jane also thought about going back to the apartment not far from her private painting studio to change clothes and intends to follow Josh to his residence, which is 30 minutes by taxi or 20 minutes by subway. Jane was getting ready to put her smartphone, purse, charger, and AirPods into her shoulder bag. She also rushed out and did not forget to close her painting studio.
Jane walked slowly towards her apartment, which was only 750 meters from her studio. Until she reached a crossroads, Jane pressed the crossing button with other pedestrians who were also waiting for the red light to cross. Once again, she checked her smartphone again to make sure the message get answer or not by Josh. But, yeah, still Josh hasn't responded yet.
'Hmm. This one child, just watch out for you. How dare you make me worry by disappearing without a word,' Jane was struggling in her mind, really cursing Josh.
'Actually, are we going out to eat, aren't we?' type Jane again in their chat room.
“Hmm,” Jane cleared her throat and took a deep breath.
Two years ago, 2027, Art University of Nikhil.
Josh is a patient man who has accompanied Jane for 2 years stranded in downtown Nikhil city to pursue her dreams and aspirations to become a great artist like Leonardo da Vinci, who has always been her role model.
The beginning of their meeting, of course, was not as intimate as this, they misunderstood and prejudice each other at the beginning of their meeting. They met for the first time as junior and senior in the art community of the International Art University of Nikhil campus. Then Jane always saw him regularly in their department's lobby or canteen.
“Jane, look at that man,” Alina patted Jane's arm, asking Jane to pay attention to the two men who were walking into the main lobby.
“Who?” asked Jane, who didn't care about Alina's gaze.
“That's the man on the right,” Alina said to Jane.
“The one in blue?” asked Jane again, looking intently.
“On the right, Jane,” said Alina again.
“Ha, the brown shirt? Isn't that Josh's senior who collaborated with our class band on the art show last month?” answered Jane again.
“Oh, your memory is superb,” said Alina to Jane.
“So what's wrong Lin?” continued Jane again who still did not understand her friend.
“Just seeing him from a distance like this, can make my heart flutter,” said Alina, who was still staring intently at their senior.
“You crazy bastard,” Jane pushed Alina's shoulder, which continued to cling to her.
“He's the perfect man, do not you think the same?” Alina quickly defended Josh's senior again.
Jane doesn't have the same perception as the women on campus who are totally infatuated with Josh's handsome looks, his talent for sculpture and amazing pottery. Not only that, of course his shrewdness in playing guitar and piano as well as his melodious voice really made the women on campus go crazy.
“Gee, you're the only one who's blind,” Jane replied again, “You really don't learn from our friends who are victims of his inner wounds,” said Jane again.
Josh from Jane's point of view, Josh is just a heartless madman. Josh can easily break the hearts of many women with a sudden cold attitude, and does not hesitate to completely reject women who are chasing him. He can easily expose embarrassing facts directly to these women, until the women feel frustrated and embarrassed and then stop by themselves. Jane knew Josh that way. Simply like a man who pretends to be nice in front of many people but has another side of his personality that he hides. Jane at that time labeled Josh as a psychopathic man, of course because of Josh's mysterious and pretentious cool.
“Ah, it's just them who are crazy too confident asking Josh's seniors on a date,” again Alina praised and defended Josh.
“Anyway, if you're going to break your heart because of him, don't tell me,” Jane insisted so that her friend wouldn't act crazy.
A group of chefs and their team came to each table with food on a trolley table and served the food. “Thanks, chef,” said Jane and her table mates. “Wow, what a delicious dish,” said Lisa as the chef and waitress left the table. “Because I haven't had breakfast at all. Then, our last activity with coach Eden was really exhausting,” said Maxim from the white group, which made all the trainees at the table listen seriously, “This looks so delicious, and I'm starving,” he continued again holding his stomach. “Gee…” Jane accidentally snorted, “Eh, I thought you were going to say something serious,” Jane said again and laughed dryly. “So, have all the trainees sat down?” Coach Zurrec's voice came from the corner of the staff door. “It's coach,” answered all trainees. “I purposely gave you 5 extra minutes for you to have a proper discussion,” continued coach Zurrec and walked into the room, “So everyone already seated?” said coach Zurrec once more. “Sur
All trainees from the green group struggled to look at each other. “You, why not you Nicko? Just you,” said Anneth pointed her finger at Nicko, “Aren't you the leader who is responsible for this group,” concluded Anneth again with a bitter smiled. Anneth and Nicko are like two brothers who are enemies with each other. “I don't think that's true,” Jane raised her voice, “Hasn't he already helped us a lot,” Jane tried to defend Nicko, who had been nice to Jane so far. “If you care so much, why don't you, replace him? You, just you, do it,” snapped Anneth again, who acted like a pretentious child. “Hmm,” that left Jane speechless. “Ah, okay,” hurry up, let's
“Wow,” said coach Eden, patting Nicko's shoulder and barely said anything. “So you think like that?” asked the coach again, which made Nicko look a little down on his confidence. “Yes coach, I think the coach did not make a rule to prohibit it,” replied Nicko, laughing softly. “That's right,” you can return to your group. “That's what I want from you all the trainees,” coach Eden looked at the group that didn't manage to gather its members on time. “Think outside the box, and be compact,” continued coach Eden again. “Just like what the green group did, even though they only met yesterday, they can already help each other and take responsibility for each other,” said coach Eden to the green group. “Yellow group, you are indeed free today. But in the future, maybe you will also be tested like this. Don't think I'll save you even though I'm the coach who guide you,” coach Eden's smile reminded the trainees under his auspices.“Ready, coach,” answered the yellow group in unison. “For
Jane turned to where Nicko meant and had seen 5 other of their green's team gathered there. “Ha?” said Jane, confused. “Leon will bring all our group shirts, I need to find Illy and Snon, 2 members of our group. So you go there and wait with the others,” Nicko pushed at Jane, which made Jane walk into the arena empty-handed without a shirt. “Hi,” said Jane to her team, who seemed to be sitting relaxed, enjoying the view of the crowd. Jane also sits down and enjoys the view while a little anxious to see the timer that goes to 2 seconds 17 minutes. “Nicko really,” said Star pointing at Nicko who was hunting humans while the others were hunting for t-shirts. “Well, that's Illy,” Albert coded with his hand to Nicko where Illy was squeezed between the female trainees who were so noisy. “If everyone gathers like that, time will pass and all groups other than yellow will definitely be punished,” said Kika seriously read the situation. “Fortunately we have water-brained teammates,” laug
That morning turned out to be very annoying. After all, the trainees exercised for about 30 minutes. All trainees invited to have breakfast together in an open field in the style of a picnic. “Attention all participants, good morning,” the male coach's voice greeted with a loudspeaker. “Everything refreshed? Take a deep relax,” he continued. “Good morning, coach,” replied the tired trainees, some of whom looked still sleepy that morning. “Wow, it seems that after the sport you all become unmotivated, something is strange,” continued the coach again. “If you're still not excited, I'll give you extra exercise the next day,” the coach said happily. “No coach, we are full of enthusiasm,” shouted one of the male trainees in the front row. “Wow, it looks like you're the only one who's excited,” the coach said sarcastically to the other trainees, which made the other trainees start cheering. “Good morning!” said the coach again. “Morning coach!” the chaotic voices of the trainees answe
“Helen,” said Jane, who saw Helen wanting to enter room number 03. “Here? Three too?” asked Helen curiously. “Yes, room B,” continued Jane. “Ah, I have room A, let's go in and hurry,” said Helen, taking Jane in and meeting 2 other trainees. “Helen,” greeted the 2 female trainees who were sitting on the sofa relaxing in the room. “Hi, this is Jane,” Helen kindly introduced Jane to the 2 female trainees. “Jane, this is Azura and Nadia,” she continued. “Hi, I'm a make-up artist from Alfa Group, a cosmetic company,” said Azura, introducing herself. “I'm Nadia, one of the junior designers at Helen's company,” Nadia got up from her seat and held out her hand to Jane. “I'm Jane,” replying to Nadia by shaking back her hand. It was all that could come out of the mouth of Jane, who felt inferior in circles that made no sense. “So who's in the room with me, I'm A,” continued Nadia again. “Well, I'm with you, such a bad dream to always see you,” Helen said, showing the code on her smartp