In My Desperate Time

I check it all over first before putting the tools into the bag.

Then, I bring the bag to eat with Nicole.

I always keep the bag in sight, except... When I go to the restaurant's bathroom.

I suddenly turn my gaze to Nicole. She panicky lower her head as soon as she looks into my eyes.

I can nearly confirm that Nicole has done something.

I'm really naive. How could I believe Nicole? She has been friends with Whitney for so many years, Whitney must have told her about me and Frances. Once there's a problem, helping Whitney will be preferable than helping me.

It's just that, I don't even have a pen now.

What should I do?

When everyone is sketching quickly, I'm the only one who sits there in confusion.

The MC probably feels that there's something wrong too. He walks over and asks me what's wrong.

I say, “My brush is gone.”

Every designer has their own sketching tools that they absolutely won't lend to other people so easily.

Now without my sketching brush, I can't think of other way else than sitting here.

goes for two hours. Even if I

time of helplessness, one will always look at the

look at

stands up and walks outside.

who can comfort me is

at me, smiling as if

that she pledged

knows how to stop me from the

thought I already

the end, it's just a

any brush, I can't

am so

my things away silently before

to tell the MC

I stand up, I see Frances

a

know that it's the limited edition sketching kit

Don't tell me...

of hope flashes through my

Frances is really walking up the

this man walks toward me

time I felt that was when I had been

living underground for so long and craves for the