It wasn’t until she caught herself drawing a new figure, Seyeon had the habit of drawing then she did talking. After all drawing was and is the only way she could relax herself. She let her hand come under her chin. Crossing her leg over the other. Her eyes kept traveling up to the female and down at her paper as she drew her. It wasn’t until later that she noticed that she had drew her more than once, not in an odd way it was her habit of doing things like that. Beauty of a human always made her interested, specially with the drawings since it wasn’t a mirror picture but instead a picture of the female and the way she truly felt inside. With many emotions on the paper. Seyeon shrugged her shoulders as she leans back in her seat, signing the paper. She got up and walked back behind the counter.
Putting on the apron, Seyeon walked over with a glass of water. Setting the glass down in front of the other. She bowed her head once walking away behind the bar table. With a fake faint smile on her lips Seyeon watched the clock on the wall wondering when would the other worker come and relieve her from the restaurant. Being a bartender meant a lot of talking, though she knew how to handle it. She hated ever last minute of it. Not knowing anything else but was taught to her the last five years. Seyeon decided just to endure it. Till her death of course. Once people started coming in, she walked over to the women that had changed her seat to the bar table.
“What can I get for you Miss?”
Her voice coming out faint and soft. She looked at her forehead instead of her eyes, faking as if she was staring at her eyes. Not good at eye contact it, starring at their was the only way she could do such a thing.
