Life Drawing [Kansuke/Brittany]

Kansuke slumped into the seat furthest from the door, pushing back off the desk to balance it on its rear two legs. He picked a stick of gum from his pocket and chewed thoughtfully on it, his eyes always on the hallway just beyond the barrier he'd put between him and the rest of Seven Stars.

The art studio, however much he despised it, had many uses. For one, it only saw use when the art club gathered, meaning it was empty for great stretches of the day. Though his heart boiled to recall their rejection, he put their absence to great use and claimed the advantage presented to him. Isolation. Quiet. Peace. Where his life would not gift him such things, he took them selfishly for himself.

Kansuke wobbled absently on the chair, looking to the unused supplies. Canvas and paint, pads and pencils all arranged perfectly in drawers and in front of stools. So what if a few of them went missing? The school had enough money to replace them. Decided, Kansuke snagged a pencil and a pad, beginning his practise.