A soft afternoon light filtered through the open window, casting a warm glow over a sweet, busy cluttered college library. At a wooden desk, Prince Taehyung sat, his head slightly bent forward in concentration. His silky hair falls into his eyes covering themselves as he glances repeatedly at the beautiful figure sitting a few feet away.
Princess Jisoo, seated on an armchair, is poised gracefully with a serene expression. Her hair cascades over her shoulders, catching the light and creating a halo-like effect. She remains still, eyes soft, busy reading novels.
In Taehyung's hands, a pencil moved fluidly over a sketchpad. Each stroke was deliberate, capturing the delicate curve of her cheek, the gentle slope of her nose, and the softness of her gaze. Everytime his brow furrowed in concentration, and a faint smile played on his lips as he began to see her likeness emerge on the paper.
But all of a sudden, he got interrupted by someone else's touch on his shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed in disturbance. He knows that it's none other than his best friend.
"How long will you be sketching her?"Jimin said dramatically looking at the sketchpad while raising his eyebrows twice. Taehyung didn't answer, instead tried to give full concentration on his work. Jimin, getting no response from him, patted on his back.
"Aish, Jimin. Stop this," Taehyung responded.
"You're just unnecessarily filling your notebooks sketching her images, aren't you? What do you think will happen if she got to know that you're sketching her pictures without her permission?" Jimin said out loud. He was so loud that he already attracted every student's attention at the library.
Taehyung noticed that all the students surrounded by him are surprisingly looking at him! He was bewildered and embarrassed at the same time imaging what the other students will think about the fact that Prince Taehyung is sketching some other female student without her permission!
Taehyung looked around him and unexpectedly, his eyes met Jisoo's eyes for a moment. She was straight looking at him. His both eyes blinked twice at her unconsciously as he felt that there is something weird happening inside him. Maybe it's nervousness or maybe it's because he is mildly frightened. He looked down and gulped. He slowly left the library. His heart is beating abnormally. He badly needs fresh air now. He went outside the building thinking about what just happened and all the mixed feelings that he got when his eyes met Jisoo, anxiety, nervousness, anticipation and euphoria.
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In the dimly lit corner of a quiet room, Jisoo stumbled upon an unassuming, leather-bound notebook tucked away between the stacks. Curiosity piqued in her, she gently lifted the cover, revealing pages filled with intricate sketches.
As she flipped through the pages, her breath catched in her throat. There, among detailed landscapes and random doodles, she found sketches of herself! Each drawing captured her in different moments: laughing with friends, reading a book under a tree, or simply gazing out a window, lost in thought. The drawings were intimate, delicate, and incredibly detailed, reflecting an artist who knows his subject well.
Jisoo's heart pounded as she recognized the artist. It is Taehyung! -it belongs to him. She often sees him sketching in the library. She recalled his quiet presence, always absorbed in his work, never realizing he had been observing her so closely. She recalled the day when he got caught in front everyone while sketching her. Jisoo chuckled in her mind as she remembered that how Taehyung got nervous looking into her eyes.
Jisoo's emotions swirled in a mix of surprise, curiosity, and a hint of flattery. She closed the notebook softly, a thoughtful smile spreading across her face. The discovery of these sketches felt like a glimpse into his hidden admiration, a silent testament to his affection and the way he saw her through his eyes.
Jisoo smiled inside her while staring at the diary. Suddenly her eyes widened seeing the most unexpected scene in her life. Taehyung entered the library out of nowhere! And he is standing in front of Jisoo. Both of them just got frozen in their position as they don't know what to do or what to say in this situation. I should return him his notebook. But what if he felt embarrassed thinking of the fact that I already opened his notebook and saw everything inside, Jisoo thought.
Meanwhile, Taehyung was thinking, how can be I this clumsy leaving this notebook here. What if she already opened the notebook and saw her pictures sketched inside. Then she is already confirmed about it that I was the one who was sketching her that day. Shit Tae! You are nothing but a nonsense!
"Is the notebook yours? I found it here between the stacks," she finally enables to speak up. "Y-yeah u-umm," Taehyung stuttered. Seeing Taehyung's nervous situation, Jisoo makes the environment better by offering him a faint smile. She forwarded him the notebook. He took the notebook in shaking hands. "Thanks," he said while gulping. "Pleasure," she responded with a smile, "By the way, I'm Jisoo. And you are?"
"I'm Taehyung," he responded. "Nice to meet you," Jisoo normally said as he just nodded.
They heard the bell ringing all of a sudden. "I have classes, I, I have to go," Jisoo left after she pointed at the classroom by her thumb finger. Taehyung silently watched her go. He thought, aish, I am so stupid. What if she thinks that I am a strange, coward, little boy who feels nervous while talking with someone! She is never gonna like me then.
Meanwhile, Jisoo thought, what if he thinks that I am a boring girl, not at all friendly and don't have any sense of humour. What! What am I thinking and why? I don't care what he really thinks about me.
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"I will love you, the way I sketched you."-Taehyung