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

at the person they

instinctively look

stands up and walks outside.

can comfort me is gone, this

me, smiling as if her evil plot is

that she pledged so sincerely

she already knows how

thought I already befriended

the end, it's just

any brush, I

so disappointed

putting my things away silently before

the

up, I see Frances

a set

I see it, I know that it's the

Don't tell me...

hope flashes through my heart.

that Frances is really walking up

man walks toward me

time I felt that was when I had been kidnapped and almost got humiliated by Andrew's

living underground for so long and