"Beauty is anything but the corruption of this land. The sesquipedalian lines in which authors and painters are able to control, similar that of a shamal as the Gods let the Archangels blow their shofar."

-Rowlange

In which this story has a lonely yet talented painter named Jungkook. His paintings are in museums and many acknowledge his art as one of the most beautiful and extraordinary. The young prodigy, however, wished for nothing but to experience love but nothing caught his eye. His ideals are out of this world. And that's what inspired him to pick up his brush and gracefully worked his magic. Manifesting the beauty he sees in his dreams. 

Warm yet lonely eyes. The gentlest shade of hazel. Fair, flawless skin illuminated under the moonlight. Jungkook admires the beauty at the tip of his brush. Well defined nose and lastly, plump lips with the slight shade of pink. Before he knew it, he falls in love with the beauty he created. 

Perfection.

Seokjin. Jungkook calls the masterpiece, he will be called Seokjin. A great treasure.

He keeps this masterpeice a secret from the world. Only for him to see. But as days go by, he falls deeper and deeper to the kind smile of the portrait in his room. And it leads him to make a wish upon a shooting star. He knows that it's impossible but he doesn't care. He lets himself drown deeper in the dream of holding hands with the beautiful creature. His great treasure. 

However, miracles do exist and shooting stars are magic as they say. Jungkook finds himself holding hands with his great treasure. Touching him and speaking with his masterpiece. He falls in love even more.

But not everything is as sweet as a cotton candy. Roses have their thorns. And miracles are bittersweet. In Jungkook's case, he only has ten days to spare with his miracle. 

Seokjin's name means great treasure in case you guys didnt know. I hope you will like this story. I'm not that good but please help me improve. I'm grateful thank you.