"Who is this woman if you don't mind me asking?" Mr. Jhin asked me.
"I don't know her real name but from her tat her name must be Vi. I watched her outside the other day and I had to draw her." Mr. Jhin rubbed his mask and proceeded to stare into my soul.
"This picture, the colors, the lines, you absolutely made a masterpiece. Best in the class for best piece." I smiled at first until he dropped a bombshell on me. "I will be posting this on the wall next to my hall of fame of art pieces. I will make it bigger for everyone to see." I felt nervous hearing this... What if she finds out I drew her and think I am a stalker?
"Sir, please, If you could... make it nameless?" I asked. Mr. Jhin leaned back into his chair and rubbed the bottom of his mask. I never understood why he wears a mask but I guess it goes with the theme of his art class.
"Why? This picture is magnificent young boy. Why would you not want your name on it?" He asked me. I rubbed the back of my head and gave up. Might as well tell the truth.
"I don't want her to see that I drew her. She might think I am a stalker or something." I answered. With a loud "MMMMM" he leaned forward and put the picture on his desk.
"Very well. I will make sure it remains anonymous." He said. Phew, now she won't know anything. Besides... I doubt this picture would get any attention anyway. There are works up there that are way better than mine.
Watch how my dumbass is going to be wrong.
Fuck.
"Bruh, you drew this huh?" Phoebus asked me. Mr. Jhin decided to make it big as hell then placed it in the middle of the central building of the campus. Now whenever someone comes in they see this big ass picture of Vi. To top it all off my art professor was making a speech on how good it looks.
"As you can see students, the artist who drew this masterpiece put love into it. They drew this woman with so much detail if she were to walk into this and look at this piece? She would be staring into a mirror." I pinched my forehead and answered Phoebus question in shame.
"Yes..." I answered... hopefully no one heard me.
"Damn man, it's really good. Why didn't you put your name on it?" He asked. I sighed and adjusted my bookbag.
"Because man. Why would I want the girl I am crushing on to know that I drew her? That's creepy." I answered. As Mr. Jhin kept hyping up my drawing more and more, students filled up the hall looking at this picture. Soon, and of course this would happen, the special woman herself came in. "Man... she is so fine..." I said under my breath.
"There she is! The lucky woman who inspired this artist to draw this stunning piece of work!" Mr. Jhin pointed at her with his brown cane as everyone else turned to look at her.
"Bruh... She is a baddie! You picked a good one Ant!" Phoebus said to me. I ignored him and waited for her response. I am pretty sure she is emb-
"This me?" Her voice... Fierce? Rough? I like it. She walked up to the picture, took the stand and stood next to Mr. Jhin. She looked at it, traced it with her finger and put her hands in her pockets. "You know who drew this?" She asked my art professor.
"The artist told me to keep their name anonymous. How do you like it? The artist used this as their personal project for my class." She turned to look at the picture one more time then turned to the crowd. The crowd went silent as she scanned the people watching her. We made eye contact for a few seconds which sent my stomach sinking like a ship but she broke it just as fast. I hope she doesn't suspect me...
"Which one of yall drew this?" She asked again but of course no one said anything.
"Stop being a bitch and sa-" I quickly hit Phoebus in the side which made him laugh. Since were in the back of the crowd no one heard us... thank god.
"Come on, look I'm not goin' to say it's bad, I just wanna see who drew this." Again no one said anything. "Fine, fine. I like the picture. Whoever drew this I want you to know that it's fire. I like the way you drew my face and hair. I look so bad ass. Thanks for drawin' me. I bet whoever drew this must like me a lot, I got a secret admirer and shit now." Vi took her phone out, took a picture of it and walked off the platform. She walked out and soon everyone else followed suit.
"She likes it bro! Now you gotta say something." Phoebus said. I ignored him and turned around. "Bro you good man?" He asked me. I sighed and opened the main double doors. The sun beamed at my face that I had to cover my face with my arm.
"I... can't man. I am scared Phoebus." I told him. I thought he would laugh at me and call me a pussy but... he patted my shoulder.
"Look, I get it. I may talk hella shit man but even I, the king of women, gets nervous talking to women. It just takes practice. Walk with me to the lunch hall."
We walked together until we got to the west side of the campus. I opened the brown door, walked down some steps to the first floor and got in line for the buffet. "What are you exactly scared of? I seen you talk to girls like it's nothing." He asked.
"I am scared because I am attracted to her. Women in the past were not so attractive to me so it made it much easier to talk to. Vi? She is a fucking goddess." Phoebus laughed as we swiped our I.D cards to get into the buffet.
"A goddess? Dude that sounded cringy. I get it, she's fine as hell but don't say shit like that. It sounds so sappy and weird." He pointed out. We both grabbed plates and walked around the buffet and grabbed various foods and full glasses of sodas. Hamburgers, fries, ribs, random shit. We sat down towards the back and started to eat.
"You right, when I really like a girl I start saying weird things like that." We sat in silence and chowed down on our food until something caught my eye.
For some reason once you see a person for the first time the fates of the universe makes you see that person over and over. Vi walked in with that slim waist wearing these tight striped pants that showed off her ass. Her creamy white skin, those lips, piercing's, that short sleeved black T-shirt that showed off her tats and toned arms...
"Ant."
Shit man, like how can a woman look like that? Does she workout? I bet she works out a lot to keep a body like that in shape.
"Ant."
I would lick the sweat off of her after she's done. Just please sit on my fa-
"ANT." I snapped to reality like eminem and noticed I was drooling. I slurped my spit and wiped off my face with my arm. "She's in here isn't she?" My best friend asked me.
"Yes." I said while taking another look at her. She was walking with this other woman... The other woman was pretty too, blueish hair? Blue eyes, not as deep as Phoebus, pretty face, on the slim slide. She had on this purple shirt on, with a white skirt and these long brown boots that covered her whole legs. They were together so-
"Ah yes, here we go. She's gay. Look at who she's with. She's hot too!" Phoebus pointed out. I rolled my eyes as we both watched their interactions. Nothing so far... Oh fuck, is she... getting close to her? "Awwww shit. The girl Vi with is pretty close to her."
We both watched like hawks to confirm if Vi was on the away team or not. The only thing both of them did was get close. They sat down, ate, laughed at each other, showed their phones to each other... and that's it. Both of them finished their food, got up, and left.
"Yep, now they are about to go rub their pussies together." I rolled my eyes and continued to eat my food. "Look, nothing happened man. I think she might be straight. They acted like how close friends act. You got nothing to worry about." Phoebus reassured me.
I, for one, was jealous. What if they were a private couple? Should I care? I hope not man. I normally run into problems like this... questioning if the tomboy I like is really a girl who exclusively likes other women. Still... I want to draw her again... time to go buy a stalker cap and find her again after my afternoon classes.
There she was, playing another sport, basketball. I watched as she crossed this big guy up and showed her hops. She slammed dunk the ball and did the MJ shrug. "What can I say bro's? Imma fuckin' problem out hea!" She taunted. I kept my head down and started drawing my crush. I drew a picture of her, wearing an all black basketball uniform, a orange basketball next to her feet, standing inside of a gym.
The best part? She had her hand stretching her jersey up to for forehead showing off those beautiful abs. I added some color, put some finishing touches on it, and looked at it one more time to make sure it was okay. It looked great so I put my stuff in my bag and looked up. I watched as she crossed another guy up, he fell, she stared at him, and shot a three pointer. "While you down there, how about you shine my shoes?" She yelled.
I smiled at her shit talking, got up, and left the gym.
"I don't understand you. You do all this effort to stalk her like a creep but you won't just walk up to her and talk to her?" Phoebus asked. He has a point... couldn't even argue with it.
"I have no comeback. Maybe I don't want to talk to her? What if... I just drew her?" We sat in silence in our living room and laughed at my statement.
"You might as well stalk her until you find out she likes that girl she was with." I laughed at his taunting as I switched on the PS5. I sat down and passed him a controller. Tekken 7 loaded up as the main menu theme played. "In the meantime let me beat your ass in Tekken." I raised an eyebrow at his crap.
"You talk a lot of shit for someone who isn't good at fighting games." I said back.
"I was practicing all last week!" He pointed out.
"Okay let's see then." I said as we choose our characters.