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

at the person they want to depend on the

instinctively look

up and walks

person who can comfort me is gone,

me, smiling as if

that she pledged so sincerely

turns out that she already knows how to stop me from

I already befriended

it's just a

any brush, I

am so

my things away

tell the MC that I'm

I stand up, I see Frances

holding a

that it's the limited edition sketching

Don't tell me...

hope flashes

Frances is really

this man walks toward me like

that was when I had been

living underground for so long and