Ecclesian Night (Closed)
Albus looked to the page and gritted his teeth. Knowing that Shanoa had made this for him filled him with even more hatred for the scum that they had to share this school with. Swallowing it down, he tried his best to get rid of the anger, and see in colors again other than red. He glanced down to the picture and admired it. Despite the destruction that has come to it, it was still a nice piece. Shanoa had talent in many things he did not, and it showed.
His head turned to scan her, âYou like how I look when I write?â he asked. âHow do I look exactly? Do I have a different face? A stupid one?â He joked, not even realizing that he had a certain appearance when he would write in his journal.
Shanoa chuckled and shook her head, raven black hair spilling over her shoulders due to her movements. "Not at all. You look thoughtful but peaceful too. I really like it. So, I watched you a few times, just so I could draw this." She giggled a little, the sound almost odd coming from her but Albus made her feel safe and she always let her guard down around him.
"I promise to make you a new one but I still hope you like the surprise." The other drawings that were ruined were just for fun and practice so it was no real loss but this one had bothered her greatly. It was what had provoked the boys to bully her, seeing that she had a picture of him. That information she kept to herself however.Â
"So, what were you writing about?"





