5_What to draw

The four of them were silent.

"How about drawing a phoenix? Does it not have a meaning for growth? So, you can basically say that we hope that we can grow this school year or something like that.", the gray-eyed person said this while looking at them while expressing his opinion.

Green-eyed nodded his head to show that he found it a good idea: "Yes, that's true and it is a bonus because our school's name is Phoenix Academy."

The Phoenix Academy is a well-known school in the world. The academy actually exists in four places in the world, but they all have a different name. Why? Nobody knows but they were all started by the same person. If the name were the same in the beginning is a mystery but the four of them had a relationship since back, then. They don't really have a relationship you can call good. They always compete with each other when they can like how many applied to their school to how many passed their test. They are really hardcore so only smart and hardworking people can get in this school.

"I do think that that is a good idea, but won't it be hard to draw?", the brown-eyed person asked.

Lucius thought about it seriously and said: "I do think that I can draw it if I have an example but I'm afraid that we won't have enough time for it because it would still be hard to draw a phoenix and will take a lot of time. That is why I think it would be better to draw something simpler."

The gray one nodded: "What you said is correct. But what can we draw then?"

"It's all my fault", said the green-eyed: "I'm sorry. If I thought about it before this won't happen.", the man looked sad thinking about how stupid he was, but he recovered fast.

"Why don't we just draw fallen leaves because it's September now?", he said this because he couldn't find something better.

"I think it's better to draw something with more meaning.", while Lucius said this, he began to think harder than he already did and ended saying: "How about we draw flowers with special meanings we want to share with our classmates."

The others thought about it and thought that it was the best thing they had.

"But which flowers do we draw?", asked the man to the teenagers.

Even though Lucius said this he didn't know a lot about the language of flowers. He knew some but they didn't really fit in here.

"You can draw yellow roses and daffodils. Yellow roses mean friendship and happiness. The daffodils stand for new beginnings. It really does fit in this. We can hope that we can find happiness and become friends and this year we can see it as a new beginning in our life cause it's our first year in high school.", the person who spoke was the boy with brown eyes.

Lucius and the older man looked surprised. They looked at him with a shocked expression, but Lucius looked away to hide his expression.

"Why are you looking so weird at me?", he really didn't understand why they looked at him like that but the boy with gray eyes replied to his question: "Of course, they would be surprised. I would too if I didn't know you and if I weren't your friend. Nobody would expect you who looks only brawn and no brains actually to know about flower language. It actually is a big surprise that you even got in this school, to begin with."

The boy who was insulted looked hurt to his friend. But he only looked at him like what he said was absolutely the truth.

"Let's begin with what we should do.", Lucius said this fast cause he didn't want it to become awkward, but it was a relief that the others didn't realize what he thought and just nodded and began.

The four went to do what they needed to do.

Suddenly someone ticked on Lucius's shoulder: "Can I ask you something?" It was the man who talked to him. Lucius smiled: "What is it that you want to ask, sir?"

"You see, I just wanted to know what you thought of my roses?"

Lucius went to where he was drawing, and he didn't know what to say. What he saw wasn't a rose it was something hard to explain. The only thought that came in him was: [How did he draw this?] He was amazed at how he drew this.

"...It is quite unique.", said Lucius. He didn't really lie because it really was unique but more in a bad way than a good one. But the man didn't know this and was happy because he thought that he meant that it was good but someone who wasn't there at the beginning began speaking.

"How did you draw this? I've never seen anything like this. And nobody would have thought it was a rose if they didn't know from the beginning. If you can't draw you could say it in the beginning.", the person who said this was the gray-eyed one. He was harsh with his words, but it was the truth.

Lucius was shocked for two reasons. The first one was because he never met someone who was so open with what he thought and the second one was that he thought he said his thought out loud.

"Ugh...You're really... *SIGH*", the boy with brown eyes slapped him on his shoulders and said: "I'm sorry about this. He doesn't mean any harm. He is just a bit too honest."

"It's okay. I didn't really mind it. I knew that my drawing skills weren't awesome, but I thought it was good enough.", he seemed like he really didn't mind. But he was a bit embarrassed. You could see it because he was massaging the back of his neck while saying this.

"Sir, you can help me with moving things and he", he pointed at his friend who was rude to the man and said: "will help you with the drawings. His drawing skills are really good, so you don't need to worry." He showed a sign to follow him, and they left the two of them alone.

Lucius gave him a smile: "It seems we are going to work together. Let's work hard together."

But he didn't answer and just looked at him. They stared at each other, and no one looked away. Lucius felt that a lot of time passed but he wasn't sure. He wanted to say something to break the silence, but the boy suddenly turned around and began drawing. Lucius watched him and he too began drawing. While drawing there was a silence between them. Not a peaceful one but rather an awkward one or maybe only Lucius felt this way.

[ What did I do to deserve this? ], this was the thought of Lucius. He didn't mind silence, but this was just killing him.

[ Let's just draw. Let's just draw. ] while thinking this the two of them were drawing together like they are in their own world.