| One very early weekend morning, on the college grounds.
[Read deep]'Watercolor painting.. Have not practiced in too long... ' The tall student thought.
'Hrh? Hrh-rhh... ' He grunted as he gazed at his surroundings.
'Will inspiration find way to me?' He passively thought.
*Step, step.
"WrRrh! I think today, might be one of those warmer days for me." Sachi quietly cheered, as she rubbed her palms.
*Rustle, rustle!
"Hrm-OwwNgh!!" She winced as she smacked into his body. "What or who, was tha`aaa`----"
He grunted apologetically, "Hrhh... Am deeply sorry."
"Ah`aa`Aah-*Breaths* Wow, what a tall person you appear to be... And, your`r`r apology is appreciated... " She said with an awkward head bow.
Satsuki nodded and waved left.
"Look over there?" She asked, interested by his actions. "This, and this.. Uh? They look like a canvas, and paints of some kind?"
"Please- Could I?" He asked, cluing at something.
In awe, she replied, "You're referring to me, aren't`t you`u? Though I don't quite understand.. Yes, you may`y proceed."
| Some awkward glances later.
"My art, it is finished." Satsuki made clear to Sachi.
"HahPhewww---!" She sighed, still barely standing.
He said, relaxed, "Here- For you."
"AaAhhh`ah!!!" Sachi gasped, as she held it. "This? Is that, me? (...) HOW`w could I thank`k you enough, for your`r efforts?!?"
He answered, "As an artist, response is thanks plenty."
Tearing up, she said, "Well then, here's my warmest, pleasantest smile for you."
*Walks off.
"What the -what, was that!" The transfer student, Atsuki excitedly asked himself.
"Hey mister? Yeah, you. What are you up to, over here?" He said to Satsuki.
Clueless, he answered, "Hrmm? Practicing water painting."
"Water paints, you say?" Atsuki queried, as he said, "Please, loop me in. What is your type of thing to paint?"
Satsuki was silent, as he eyed Atsuki through his fingers.
"Uh? Did I not see something, or what..... " Atsuki awkwardly said.
| A little later.
Satsuki said, "Here, yours to keep."
"NO! THIS CAN'T BE." Atsuki yelled in confusion. "My mind is blown, wide open! Blown away by its awesome power."
| Later in the day.
"Hey, hello! You're Satsuki, aren't you!" Agnes greeted, with a odd grin.
He nodded.
She explained, "After I spotted that birthday gift of yours, meant for Bernadetta. I became interested, to see if you'll make art of me!"
'And possibly make him, our club's hottest new headlines!' She errantly thought.
As he groaned, Satsuki responded, "I am sorry... Cannot make art of you. I must, depart now."
"Hold it right there! You weren't actually serious, were you?" She pressed.
He apologetically nodded, no.
While eerily giggling, she asked, "Why? Why can't you?"
He hesitantly uttered, "Because... subjects I pick. They must radiate, air of purish soul. (...) Can see, you do not have that."
"What? He has`s got to be`e joking!" Agnes frantically giggled. "I'm not`t a pure person`n! There's no way, for`r that to be`e the truth!!
Hehah-aHa-hehHah..... "
| To be continued, maybe! ^^