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.

competition only goes for two hours. Even if I buy a new one, there's not enough

at the

instinctively look at

suddenly stands up

me is gone, this

smiling as if her evil

pledged

that she already knows how to stop

thought I already befriended

the end, it's

brush, I can't

am so disappointed at

putting my things away

tell the

I stand up, I see

a set

that it's

Don't tell me...

hope flashes through my

is really walking up the

again, this man walks toward me like

when I had been kidnapped and almost got humiliated by Andrew's

like a mouse that has been living underground for so long and craves for the sun