Hyunjin Artwork Novels & Stories

Jea Hwa spoke trying to relive what it would be like to venture into the entertainment industry. "Actually I'm a paint Artist, you might know me by the name Misty Hue." "The Misty Hue? I love your work! Especially the one where you turned a whole bungalow into an art piece dedicated to 'INUYASHA'." "It's nice to meet someone who appreciates that art. It got overshadowed by the glass paint art but it's still my personal favorite." Luna emphasised with pride. "Yeah your artwork is great and everything." Effie lilted.

Kim gloated and I looked down smiling, Michael had turned his body a bit to listen in on their conversation as they sold the idea that this is the ultimate painting everyone should have. "From a professional perspective, I think Laid Down is his best piece, you should go see that one before you decide ladies," I said to them and Gwen cocked her head to the side. "Professional? Are you an artist too?" "Yes, I just graduated though, but I'm also being featured here tonight," I said to them and they gave out impressed expressions. "Oh really?" Kim asked and I almost giggled at the sound of her snappy accent. "And what's the name of your piece miss?"

Because where else could an artist like him feel safest? Hyun Woo looked with disgust at a metal cabinet full of bottles with colorless liquids and a table on wheels, full of surgical equipment, then also at a wooden table against another wall where a bouquet of artificial cherry blossoms was already prepared. - It's prepared it for Soo Min. He wanted to make another doll out of her.- Hyun Woo stated and was overwhelmed with great anger.- That son of a bitch... Sick bastard...- he growled and almost ran up the metal staircase, quickly getting out of the basement and finding his way back to the dark corridor.

He joined this group later in the last year of middle school. Han Ji Min, a girl with exceptional creative skills. She is doing a bachelor's course in Marketing and she is also a digital marketing freelancer. She is a bit taller than Su Yeon and from an upper-middle class family. She, Nam Gil and Gu Lan were considered friends since in diapers. She has a quiet personality. She is planning to make her business bigger and better.

Arthur used to give off an aura like that too, but not as intensely as now. Nonetheless, his eyes kept returning to him. He had to admit that the little boy who used to look bony has now turned into a handsome man, just like Seo In Ha who grew up to be a beautiful woman. Although handsome, Hyun Jae prefered cute guy than type like Arthur. "You can just leave it there. I'll open it later." In Ha didn't want to read letters from fans with a heavy heart.

Chang Minsu sat on the opposite seat. "Anime mostly, but I like to draw portraits, though no one ever wants to hold still long enough for me to do that." "Really, do you have any with you?" Chang Minsu leaned over and lifted something out of the bag he carried. "Just these. They're not very good, but…" Chang Minsu dropped off as Hae Jae-Woo took the red art book and flipped through the pages. Hae Jae-Woo slowed down after a few pages and stared intently at the pictures.

Hyun said not minding what Cela already told him. One hour later, they are both standing at the entrance of the art gallery. The room has a number of people all looking art enthusiasts. Cela finds it really uncomfortable surrounded by people she doesn't know but Hyun seems to be enjoying the classy and sophisticated atmosphere inside the gallery. "Is that Nina's fiancé's drawing," one of the guests asked. "Ah yes. She must have asked him to join. I heard he's really good at drawing," another guest replied.

I will give her the world. Jin attended an exclusive exhibit at a hotel near Julianne’s office. One particular painting caught his eye. The background was an abstract of different colors of blue, purple, black, yellow and red. The center was a face of a man. He had a devilish look on his face. His brown hair fell over his red eyes. He had fangs and though he looked evil, he also looked quite handsome. As Jin stared at it longer, he could make out the wings behind the man in the painting, making him look like fallen angel. Jin must admit, the artist had some skill. “Do you like it?” he heard a female voice ask behind him.

“He fell in love. Or, rather, he believed he did. Her name was Yuna. Yuna Kim. A rising star in the Seoul art scene. Beautiful, talented, and from an… acceptable family. It was a perfect match, or so everyone thought. The golden boy and his dazzling muse. He was utterly besotted. He followed her to gallery openings and funded her exhibitions. He was planning to propose.” He paused, letting the image sink in. A Jin in love. A Jin planning a future. It was so alien, so incongruous with the man who’d drafted a contract for a fake girlfriend, that it felt like a story about a stranger. “And?” I prompted, my voice barely a whisper.