My eyes burned as I squinted at the tablet, its bright light almost blinding in the darkness. I gripped the stylus in my sweaty fingers as I slowly lowered it onto the screen. Carefully, I made a few strokes, completing the last panel of my webtoon.

I sighed, finally satisfied by how the first chapter looked. I was quite proud of it, considering that I hadn't drawn in years and this was my first time making digital art.

I signed off the first chapter with a little author's note and saved it. I emailed it to my bestfriend, Ara, to proofread. She was the only one who knew that I was doing this.

Honestly, I didn't like the reason why I suddenly started drawing a webtoon. To me, it felt extremely childish and risky. But hey, now that I started, might as well finish it.

A vibration from my phone distracted me from my thoughts. I reached for it and unlocked it, only to see a message from Ara.

"*the webtoon is nice but the authors note is kinda lame ?? you should end it with something more impactful, something like

**love, anonymous***

**Episode 1**

*His dark hair was blown all over his face as a gust of wind went by. He ran his fingers through his hair, tousling it. The silver rings on his fingers glinted under the sun.

He leaned against the wall, engrossed in a conversation. His bag was slung loosely across one shoulder. His eyes crinkled, seeming like crescents, as he smiled widely. He spoke animatedly, hands gesturing widly. His glasses slipping off the bridge of his nose. He laughed as*-

"Ow!"

I ended up on the floor, falling, when the tree i was leaning against disappeared.

"I need to get to class, find someone else to lean on," Ara said as she rushed off towards the West wing.

Huh, I guess it wasn't a tree. I sighed, shaking my head and getting up. This crush, or whatever it was, was getting really bad. I don't think I even like the guy; I've never even talked to him. Yet, I always found my eyes straying in his direction.

Well, he is good looking...

Yeah but I have better things to do that stare at every hot guy in this damn college, like graduating!

Everyone needs a little eye candy once in a while. Also, with my grades I could graduate easily.

Must you always be right, conscience?

Yes. I'm a part of you; the only perceptive part, considering how oblivious you are.

I never thought the day would come when even my conscience would mock me, but oh well, we can't have everything.

I walked across the campus garden to get to the cafeteria. Finding an empty table, I put my stuff down and sat on the bench. I still had an hour before my next class, so I decided to draw a draft of the next chapter of my webtoon.

Although webtoons are digital art, I still preferred drawing and painting on paper and canvas. Digital drawing doesn't seem to give me the same sense of satisfaction as painting on a canvas did.

I took out a few pieces of paper and roughly sketched some panels. My whole webtoon was literally about my own dream relationship.

Like many others, I too, dreamed of going on cute dates with a cute guy and doing couple-y things. The only problem was that I didn't even have a boyfriend in the first place. The only thing I had was a huge, inexplicable crush on the dark haired boy.

I hoisted my bag over my shoulder as I began walking towards my next class. I had finished a draft of the next chapter of my webtoon. My drawing speed had definitely increased.

Or maybe it's because your inspiration was a few tables away?

Yeah, that makes more sense.

I pushed open the door of the auditorium and made my way towards the back. I sat in one of the centre seats and took out my textbook.

There was no one I knew in this class, making it a very boring and lonely one. Despite being an introverted person, I still liked to talk to the people I knew. But I had trouble initiating conversations with people I didn't know or was meeting for the first time.

I really wonder how Ara puts up with me. I must be such a clingy friend.

I rested my face on my arms and put my head on the table. The professor hadn't shown up yet, might as well take a nap.

~♡~

I felt a sharp pain on my head, causing me to wake up. I held my head as it stung with pain.

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!" exclaimed a voice near me.

I looked over to see a good looking guy clutching his books with his eyes wide. I guess he accidentally hit me with his book.

"It's okay. Class is about to start anyways; you woke me up" I mumbled, with my bleary, half open eyes on the verge of closing again.

I sighed as I took out my writing materials and mentally preparing myself to learn. I rubbed my eyes, trying to feel less sleepy.

"You want some candy? It's helped me pull many all nighters and you seem like you need one," the guy chuckles.

I perk up at the mention of candy. Looks like all the lessons about not taking sweets from strangers are going to waste.

"Yes, please! I'll forgive you for hitting me!"

He reaches inside his bag, pouting, "I thought you already did?"

"Did I? Well the candy makes it official," I smiled.

He hands me the candy, his dark eyes gleaming under the bright lights of the auditorium.

"What the heck?!"

"Well I'm sorry I like sour things and your stupid prank didn't work out!" I huffed. "But that candy was really good."

"It's so sour! No one likes it; I bought it accidentally! How could you just eat it without a reaction?!" he exclaimed.

"I did react! I smiled, because I liked it. Now shut up and let me learn smart people things!" I rolled my eyes, turning to face the front.

I strated to take down notes as the professor continued with the lesson.

~ ♡ ~

As soon as the class ended, I packed up my belongings and headed towards the exit. I had just left the room, only to be shoved from behind.

꘎♡━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━♡꘎

Would you grab my arm, so I can tell my friends that I've been touched by an angel?