art was one of yuta's favorite pastimes. he didn't have much experience, but he wasn't afraid of learning either. so seeing an ad about an art class didn't cost him too much contemplation. that's how he found himself in one of taeyeob's classes, his last one of the day to be more specific; right after finishing with one of his clients whom he subtly was able to convince to drop him off here. with bright red hair and a night black tank top, he was pretty aware he could easily catch an eye. but with the amount of confidence he radiated when taking a seat somewhere in the back of the class, it was pretty obvious to almost anyone that he didn't mind.
@✾ ⋰ yuta n. Taeyeob stretches his arms and yawns, wanting to go home and finally relax but he still had one last class for the day. He begins cleaning up and getting ready before taking a seat as everyone enters the room.
