[Hands12nim]
"everyone! break time is over get ready!" a man with wrinkles on his faces shouted to a bunch of group filled with student.
as the man eyes move to inspect the student he nod and yell once more.
"good! everyone be ready we are gonna start walking to the campsite!" the man walks. the group of students follow the man in lines, holding the rope that the man hold.
and at the end of the rope was yo nawmin, the rope was tied around his wrist while everyone is holding the rope.
he can feel the drag on his wrist as his pace was being disturb everytime he was walking on the path.
yo nawmin grumble as his wrist started to burn more and more and the pain was noticable in his face.
his classmate pitied him as they carefully hold the rope to not hurt yo nawmin more.
he been tied like this by the start of the walk to the mountains. now after they take a 30 minutes break they started to walk to the campsite.
the heavy backpack that almost all of the student wearing making all of them pant,and sweats. the sound of distress was heard trought the walk.
yet the teacher didnt seem to care and pull the rope once more, yo nawmin who carried a heavy backpack feel the backpack become less heavy everytime his teacher pull the rope.
everyone who holds the rope seem to take the notice of the teacher inpaitience and push theyre tiredness away and walk in the same pace as the teacher to not get lost.
the path gradually become more hard to walk to as they started to walk on a stair-like trail.
the students groan in despair as they saw the pathway. yet they didnt stop but continue to walk anyway.
the pants become more violent and become heavy pants, the path become more higher as the steps become more difficult to walk on. the rope is the only thing keeping the student standing up and not get lost, yet like yo nawmin expected the teacher doesnt even took a glance at the poor students.
they arrive at the campsite, the tent seem to be ready and the fireplace seem to not be lit yet.
the rope drop to the ground as everyone let go and groan, they look tired and some lay down on the grass, yo nawmin look around the campsite that he and his classmate have to stay for 3 days straight.
even thinking of that make yo nawmin mood goes down, the school have this fieldtrip to a campsite and have fun but yet yo nawmin suddenly feel tired the day it was announce. but he have to go eitherway
"ok students you can explore now, dont go to far from the campsite ok!" his homeroom teacher yelled.
the teacher finnally look at the poor yo nawmin and walk closer, he untied the rope from yo nawmin wrist and walks away without a word.
yo nawmin rubbed his wrist and saw the bruises around his wrist forming a red and blue bracelet.
yo nawmin lifted his head and saw other students taking a picture,setting up or either taking a break
so yo nawmin decided to take a picture for his family to see.
yo nawmin grab his phone out of his pocket and take a few pictures of the campsite and himself in the campsite hiding the bruise wrist.
chakrik! chakrik!
yo nawmin proudly look at his new image engrave in his phone screen and look in some others.
but his mind was thinking, the train of thought was running like a horse. his mind was filled with one thing ; he wish he hadnt mess around with his homeroom teacher, the wrist is burning in pain as yo nawmin wince and almost drop his phone, his hometeacher is really creative when it comes to punishing his beloved student.
the rope tied to his hand is one of a many punishment form he got for messing around with a teacher,and that day was yesterday so his homeroom teacher decided to tied rope around yo nawmin wrist to restrain him.
and it work. yo nawmin walk to one of the tent and look at the papers attacht on the tent, he search for his name and didnt find his name.
yo nawmin walk to another tent and search for his name and found it, he enter the tent and set up his backpack. he saw other backpack and assume his tent–mate already set up.
yo nawmin sat down and got comfortable, he click an app and send the pictures to his family.
yo nawmin scroll trought the media he was lucky his hotspot was still filled.
as yo nawmin scroll trought an app a drawing caught his intrest. it was a drawing of a a half body human but theyre faces were covered in hands, the drawing was beatifully drawn and all the hands have diffrent features.
a hand that was covering the eyes have rings, the hand ontop of the head have bracelet and the hand that was on the sides have long nails.
the hands covers the human face as it leaves only theyre mouth and half body.
the drawing is consider 'beatifull' to yo nawmin, he cant help but stare at the alluring drawing, he glance at the user who made this, [hands12nim] yo nawmin click the user page and scroll in theyre page.
the page is filled with similiar drawing, just diffrent poses and diffrent hand position, yet all of them seem diffrent in some way but almost all of theyre caption is
[hands #45]
but the diffrent is the number is many, when yo nawmi continue to scroll down the numbers went lower than the previous numbers on top, and if he scrolls up the number went higher.
so yo nawmin into the conclusion.
'i guess it means how many drawing like this that the person draw' yo nawmin thought. he look at the person bio and read it.
[just a guy who like to draw hands.]
'ah he is a guy.' yo nawmin continue to be ravished by the guy drawing, liking almost all the drawing immidietly. the drawing was just so mesmerizing that before he can relizes it, the sky turn twilight and stars flickers trought the sky.
"oi! nawmin!" a familiar voice called yo nawmin, he flinches hearing the sudden voice but quickly recover.
he looks up and saw his classmate, hye su ho.
the girl saw yo nawmin and called him once more.
"nawmin there you are! come on! its already dark!" yo nawmin quickly put his phone in his pocket and stumble, hye su ho pull her hands out and yo nawmin accept it with a small smile. they both slips out of the tent and walk closer to the fire place who is already been lit up and surrounded by students.
the warm of the fire hit yo nawmin as he sat down beside hye su ho. the chilling on the mountains flew past him as he feel the warm. yet, he still cant forget the drawings of hands12min.
***
"im home!" a voice was heard in the empty house, his blonde dirty hair was messy and his glasses was reflecting tiredness in his eyes, yet despite he knew noone is home he still smile fondly at his own greetings.
the man shake his shoes off and put his coat in the hanger. the cold air smell is still in the man nose, and he just brushes it away with his hand. he walks trought the apartment. the small yet cozy apartment with white walls and filled with simple everyday life, a plant on the balcony swift by the cold wind and the air was filled with a nice aura making the man smiles. the familiar voices of the whispering air is making the man motivated.
the man breath in and breath out slowly. he drop his bag on the couch and went to his room.
the messy room with a unkept bed was greeted by the man as soon he open his room, the walls were painted with posters and a single desk was near the bed. the desk is filled with a familiar tools that pulled the man into the desk as he sat there.
the man picked a pencil as he felt the familiar hold in his hands once more, his deep green eyes that once filled with tiredness now was washed by motivation.
the man pulled a paper and started his everyday move, sketch,fix,line,fix,adds,and fix.
the time goes by and yet his hand still move swiftly as the thin paper was filled with sketches and drawings, the sound of a pencil scartching the paper was softly heard by the man. beside the paper was a eraser and his phone. the glow of the phone screen illuminated the number '8:02' toward the man glasses, yet he is still not bother and continue his drawing.
his walls were filled with awards, but mostly is a picture of hands. his drawing was a eye-catching drawing of a hand in a girl face, the half finish drawing was reflected in the boy glasses yet his eyes were filled with motivation.
thing!
the sound of notification rang into a man ears. the man stop his movement and drop his pencil. he grab phone and look at the notification.
[yo_mama_nawmin have like your post!]
[yo_mama_nawmin have like your post!]
[yo_mama_nawmin have like your post!]
[yo...]
his phone filled with a user named [yo_mama_nawmin], the notification was many, and yet all of them is the same. the user have like his drawing.
the man seeing this smile,he cant help but click at the user and scroll trought his pages.
the user page was filled with a picture of a boy with dirty brown haired, his eyes was dark brown. he have wavy haired and his clothe was a teal colour hoodie. the caption read ;
[my handsome-ish cannot compare by the gods even lords. (because im so handsome)♡]
the man snickers at the caption.
'he is quite cute indeed.' the man manage to think, he swipe up and see another picture of the boy.
the previous boy was now holding a giant stick and using it like a sword. and to his surprise its a video.
["I HAVE THE POWER OF THE GODS,THE LORDS,THE MAGICIAN HECK EVEN THE POWER OF YOUR MOM. AND WITH THIS POWER THAT RAVISHES INTO THE SWORD ILL DEFEAT THE UNDEFEATED! RAAAA–"
twack!
twack!
"BAHAHAHAH! NAWMIN! NAWMIN! TRY SHOVING IT UP YOUR ASS BWAHAHA!"
"...."
"WAIT DONT ACTUALLY DO THAT STO—"]
the video stop with the camera shaking, but inside the video is just the boy hitting a tree with a cheesy louge and yet even with the weird ending. the man with the glasses chuckle, he is more amused with the boy.
'his name must be nawmin.' the man with the glasses think, he likes the video and follow the user.
the man change his account, the user [hands12nim] was now change to [Handsmedown5] and the man search for a user. [yo_mama_nawmin]. he click the follow button and put down his phone.
the man grab his pencil, he look at his drawing on the thin paper and fundle with the pencil.
'what a funny guy....' the man thinks. he put the pencil tip closely to the paper and continue his dance.
yet he still remember about the user faces not covered with a hand.