Just another Saturday in the Lu residence.

The mother of the house chopping some vegetable for the family dinner. The father, the person in charge is on the phone discussing business meetings for his upcoming project. The maids were just running around fixing the garden or what they were ordered to do. 

Last but not least, Lu Han was at his room peacefully painting a new painting . 

The brush glided across the blank canvas, with bright color of orange fill in the white gaps.  There were many things to do, OUTSIDE his house. He could hung out at the mall, attend his father's meetings or even help his mother set up the table.  Or even play soccer out back at the garden. 

But no such thing would separate him from his paintings. 

Lu Han was in his own little world. Just him and the paint brush, he's been gifted with the artist's touch. Creating beautiful paintings here and there. Some nature like. Abstract. Perspective or even splatter. Talented indeed. It was sunny day, it especially gave him more inspiration in that huge imagination of his. 

He dipped in the paintbrush into the orange container of paint, removed the excess then went back to the painting of the sunset. Until. 

"LU HAN! LU HAN! We're going to the airport! The Hwangs are coming back!" The mother came in squealing. Holding her phone in her hands while screaming at her child at the same time. Lu Han's dear eyes widened. His grip of the paintbrush loosened, making it drop on the floor, spilling it all over the white carpet. The Hwangs are coming back? Who? 

"Bwho?! She's  back?!?" Lu Han whined like a little child. Oh, dear. The Hwangs contains the most demonic child Lu Han has ever met. 

Kairi