"Why it is always the same one?"

This same question he is been asking himself for months and months. Why it has to be the same sketch all time? What does this mean? Is this any sort of signal?

He pressed his temple with his thumb and point finger leaving a deep, big sigh.

"WHY THE FUCK I SKETCH HER FACE? WHO IS SHE?"

Taking a paper of his own sketch, he was about to tear the page out but something in him obstructed him again. It's like his mind is wanting to destroy all his sketches but his heart, his heart is wanting something else. His heart is looking for the explanation of this sketch.

Why it is have to be the same girl all the time? How unconsciously he ends up here while sketching something? It's not like he is sitting with his pens and pencils to sketch something like that.

But he always end up being hypnotized by some type of magic and draw her face. Every time he looks at the sketch a tormenting pain gulps up his heart. His vision becomes blurry and unknown pain makes his heart ache.

He looked at the sketch with his trembled hands. Same thing is happening with him now. That same tormenting pain held him from tearing it out.

He never knew he could sketch someone's such precisely. Who she is, he don't know. Maybe someone from his sub conscious mind? Maybe someone whom he craves?

Whom I crave ? Do I even crave someone?

He questioned himself.

He looked into the eyes of that girl. His gaze was stable at her pupils. At a time he felt it real. He felt like that sketch is also gazing straight in his eyes.

His eyes went wide when he saw his own sketch of moon at that place where her heart is supposed to be. He was trying to match some calculations.

Why moon? Why I sketched a moon with this girl? Why the moon is at the right place of her heart! Just why? Is it because I love moon a lot?

Unknowingly , he stroked his fingers on that picture with an unknown desire. He don't even know what is he desiring but it is something related with this girl.

He kept the sketch on the table and suddenly he realized he is actually crying badly. His cheeks are wet with tears. He didn't ever realized his face is drenched with his own tears.

He went to bed in order to sleep quickly. This pain will never leave him. Maybe this sketch, the girl in the sketch too. It will always remain something mysterious and will give him such pain.

Moving to the bed, he covered himself with a quail. He closed his eyes. He is sleepy but is not able to sleep. His eyes are dozing off but the moment he is closing his eyes he couldn't sleep anymore.

"Come on Jeongguk! Sleep ! You have to go to academy early at the morning!"

He talked to himself and again closed his eyes.

I wish someone would sing me lullaby and I could sleep peacefully without having this pain.

Yes he craved lullaby. This is one of the reason of him why he don't like to believe something like lullaby demon. Lullaby is something Angelic and soothing. How come it can be demonic?

Sighing out his tiredness, he shut his eyes tight.

I need sleep. The same stinging pain in my heart didn't let me to sleep for months. Unfortunately, I got into the sketch again. Again the sketch is breaking my heart into million pieces of unknown pain. I hate it!

Mumbling all that in his mind, he started counting sheeps. This is the most gross way to tire his brain, but no other way now to tire himself. He hate dark rooms, the slight blue colored light is still making his room bright.

A loud chaos made his sleep broke. He opened his eyes wide and realized that he slept almost at the end of night. He was tired of this same shit everyday, insomnia. Sleeplessness.

Hearing the loud chaos of people, he frowned his eyebrows thinking what could happen at such early morning. It's only 7. He quickly went to the restroom, did all his morning routines. Before getting ready for academy, he went out of his flat in a casual dress to see what is actually happening in the dorm.

All the students in this academy lives in an apartment in their own flats. It can be called a boarding academy. He is glad to study in this academy. This is one of the finest academy of magic in the country.

Walking through the alley, he followed the chaos noise. He stopped in front of one's dorm. He saw many students are crowded there. He tilted his head a bit out of confusion that what actually happened?

He asked the person standing next to him to know what exactly is going on.

"What happened here?"

"You still don't know that? Come on Jeongguk! It is something that happened very first time in this academy and as well as the dorm!"

"What is it?"

A/N: You want to know what it is?

This story probably will have short chapters as this is a short story. Vote and comment what you like about this chapter!