Rose
My lips curve up into a small smile before adding one last paint onto the canvas—leaning back afterwards to see my masterpiece. I'm fully satisfied by my work as the colour blends in nicely with different light shades.
''You did a great job,'' Elis says from behind.
I turn to look at him and see that he has a smile on his face as he places a mug on the desk near me, ''I like how you blend the colours together as if they were made to be one. You're amazing,'' He mutters, after pointing at the paints that I've mixed. The way his brown eyes remain focus on my art, it shows how he's honest about his judgements.
''You're trying to make me feel better about my painting,'' I respond with a smirk and he starts to chuckle, shaking his head afterwards. The smile on his face never fail to s
