Normally Chanyeol wouldn't let anyone get into him, to know him. Normally, he would be annoyed with anyone looking at his paintings or asking about his blindness. He would somehoe scare them off, ask to go away or he would just walk away. But the second he ehard your voice, he knew it would be different. He could fell that you were similiar in some wierd, twisted way. Not only your voice but your presence was relaxing to him. And the first time you crossed the door to the art room, he already knew.

 

At first you were distant but close at the same time. You were distant because you didn't ask useless questions, because you didn't touch him and you were just observing, watching him. You were close because you were the second person that intrested more in his art than in his person. You had no idea who he was even though most of the students in the school knew.

 

After a week you got quite close and you asked him about his blindness. And he had no problem on telling you the truth.

 

Chanyeol was sitting in the art room. His long fingers brushing across the canvas trying to imagine. But his mind was waiting for you to come. To hear you voice and smell your scent. His senses were stronger than before. His sense of touch,smell and hearing were reconizing you right away. The way you walked , how your feet were hitting the ground. He could tell how many kinds of perfumes you had. And which one you wore most often.

 

Your hands weren't delicate. They hard from the guitar so much. But to him they were warm and smooth. Many times he thought you may be laughing at him. He knew very well that his painting must look hideous. Up until now , painting is the only thing he does all alone. Even his best friend kyungsoo doesn't disturb him when he is painting. You never commmented on his paintings. You just watched.

 

A month after he realized that he has been waiting for you all the time. Everyday at the same hour. That he can reconise your moood by just your voice. The fact that you could sing and play guitar was amazing to him. He wanted so badly to hear you sing.He really did

 

And that you came to him with your voice so weak broke his heart with it's sadness.And when felt your tears and the way your body reacting to his touch he realised that he loved everything about you. Not only your voice and your scent, but the things that he could sense as well. He loves your laughter the most. How delicat and simple are. How you cared alot about other people and not just about yourself. That you mysterious but truthfull. And even though he knew close to nothing about your family,past or your reputation in school, he didn;t care about those things.Because in the past month he learned who you were by you personality alone. And that was enough to tell him that he loved you. "You should add more white paint to the clouds"you said. Chanyeol smiled and nodded. "Yejin"he said suddenly while he tried to imagine you turning your head to look at him. "Hm ?" "Why were you crying that time ?" He asked still painting. He could fell and hear you stiffening and shuffling your feet on the ground.There was a minute of silence. "My mom is a doctor"You said. Chanyeol felt a wave of happiness.you were finally opening up."My dad passed away two years ago so my mom has to work extra hard for us to live properly.She was quickly promoted , but because of that i barely see her . The truth is , I haven't seen her in about a month now. Chanyeol turned to you. He wanted to see you, but he could only try to look at you. He wanted to say something because his heart was slowly cracking, not only because of the story but because of your voice. "What animals do you like the most?" He randomly asked. "Um ... Seals maybe? They are fluffy and cute and i guess they are funny?" He smiled and agian being random said:"Let's eat something." He started to pack his things when he heard footsteps outside the classroom. He stood up and turned towards the doors. "Hey" A voice said.Chanyeol smiled automatically. "Hey Kyungsoo"he answered. "Ready to go?" "Sure" Kyunsoo helped him pack things and threw chanyeols bag over the boys shoulder.He himself picked up some canvases and took his friends hand and placed on his shoulder.They got out of the classroom and Kyungsoo closed the door. Then he started leading Chanyeol who was still holding on to his shoulder and led him through the corridor and stairs talking. "How was your day?" He asked "Good"Chanyeol smiled"And I have a fovor to ask you" "What favor? It better not be something stupid" "I will paint something and you will write...something OK?" "Something?"Kyungsoo mumbled"What something?" "I want to paint something for Yejin" Chanyeol replied , shrugging. Kyungsoo was staring at him, Not blinking once, and then he cracked up with a laugh. He patted Chanyeols back and started to walk again. "Want to come to my place?" He asked "Yeah!" Chanyeol smiled, Showing his teeth and jumping down the stairs. He knew all the steps already. "Kyungsoo?" He said sipping his coke. He has been sitting on the couch and not saying a thing for quite a long time, while his friend was simply watching a movie and eating chips . He looked at him. "Yeah?" "I think I may be in love." Chanyeol said turning his head . Kyungsoo's eyes got wider than ever. He stopped munching on his chips and froze completely. "Why did you even start painting?" You asked "I don't know, I liked to draw alot as a kid. And in middle school, my teacher asked me to make a deccoration, which was a painting of a night sky. He asked randomly. He wasn't even looking for someone who could paint!" he smiled. "And I just started painting. And it was amazing, because i was totally off. My mind was blank. There were only colours and my imagination. I just dicovered that I was talented." He said and laughed."Even my parents were shocked" "Aren't I an obstacle for yo-" "NO!" He shouted suddenly making you jump.He felt embaressed all of a sudden, but still , he never thought of you as anything annoying. He liked it when you were there. He wanted you to be there. "I mean...No, You are not. You really are not...an obstacle."He said grunting slightly. The worst thing was that he couldn't see your expression. And it was driving him mad.  "Were you close to your dad? " He asked one day , When we were eating. You bought hotdoga on the way to school. The weather was awful and everything was sad and dark. Even Chanyeol felt this wierd atmosphere. "Very.It's still wierd to think that he isn't ... here" "He is here, You just can't see him." Chanyeol said shrugging, As if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You laughed sweetly making his hear flutter. "I was always beside him as a child. We never argued. I was arguing a lot with my mom. but it was because of normal things, Clothes, messy room and that stuff. My dad never wanted me to do anything.He was sitting watching TV , I was doing whatever I wanted. We never really talked about serious stuff. But he knew the best how to make me laugh." You said quietly and stopped eating. "But what bout your parents? You already know about mine but I don't know anythiing