"How's your day?" Dan, Shanelle's father asked as she entered the house that afternoon.
"Good," she said shrugging. She usually is not close to her father even when her mother was still alive. Maybe because she just been with him when she was in high school. Her dad was once a professor of music and arts at the US and she didn't saw him and been with him for a long periid of time. Well, she is close to him now, but she has been in a lot of trouble these days to even care telling him the whole scenario.
"I heard the news this morning. You have a new boyfriend?" He asked again.
Geez. Here we go again. When will the interrogation be ended? She thought grimacing.
"Don't bother about it dad. I guess I'm old enough to enjoy life," she said.
"You are still my baby. And I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I already let you live here by your own because you wanted to live freely."
That's true. They are not living together since she entered DHA. She wanted to live freely that's why he gave her this house. She doesn't even asks for any money from him not because she hates him or anything, but because she wanted to be independent. She wanted to build her career on her own and not to hide behind her father's shadow.
"I need to meet this guys before anything else. Understand?" Dan said again when he noticed his daughter became quiet for a while.
Yeah. Meet an animated person dad. Shanelle thought. She just nods and walks past him to her room. She plops in the bed immediately and covered her face with a pillow.
"Why is this happening to me? How can I suppose to get a boyfriend for that prom? Can I get another bf until that time? Or I'll just hire one?" She shakes her head then sits up. Just then, she saw her sketchpad. She gets it and looks at her masteriece again.
"You are suppose to be my boyfriend now. Everyone is talking about you and us now, you know that?" She sighed. "What will I do? Eo? I told everyone that you are my bf. And they all wanted to meet you. How am I suppose to let them meet a sketch?" She lays down again hugging her sketchpad.
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Chihoon felt someone hugging him again. He blinked his eyes and saw that girl again. The girl that made him. No, the girl that wake him up. He tried to move his hands. He can. He tried to shake his head. He can. He tried to wiggle his feet. He can. Perfect. He is now alive. But...he looked around. Is this the modern world? He thought. He looked at the girl who is still hugging him. He tried to stand and be freed from her hug. He slowly removes her hands from his back and slowly stands without waking her up.
He smiled at the light coming from the sun. Thanks to this woman's blood that he woke up after 100 yeas of sleeping at the museum's ice coffin. Now, he is alive.
On the other hand, at the museum...
The old caretaker man who is taking care of the dormant corpse at the museum was shocked as she saw the empty ice coffin. The dormant corpse was supposedly be transported to the Research Lab today, but then he dissapeared. The glass of the coffin was torn into pieces as if there's someone broke it and took the corpse away.
With shaky hands, he took his phone and dialled the number of police and the people of the research lab.
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Shanelle wakes up late that morning. Maybe because of a lot of things that taunts her mind, she just wanted to gain strength by having a lot of sleep. She looks around her room. Why is it that my laptop is open? I didn't open it last night. She thought. She tilts her head. Suddenly, she heard the faucet flowing with water as if there's someone taking a bath. She fekt nervous all of a sudden at the thought of someone entered her room. She immediately grabs her perfume from her bag and slowly walks towards the bathroom. Whoever that is, she will not let him win over her.
She can hear the dripping water and someone is taking a bath inside. She wanted to scream and call for a police, but she guess she can handle that alone. She took a deep breath and slowly holds the handle of the doorknob, while her right hand is holding the perfume she can use as a defense.
"Whoever is this, I will really---" as she tried to open the door, someone just opened it from inside and that made her scream. "Ahhhhh!!!! Wh-who are you! Why are y-you..." She pointed at the guy who is half naked, with damp hair and even wearing her towel. "...here in my room!" She continued to yell with all her might. She doesn't have any idea who is this someone who just trespass in her room and even used her bathroom.
"You made me. Isn't it that you wish me to be here?" Chihoon grabbed the perfume from her hand and smelled it. "Did you plan to hit my eyes with this?" He walks towards the closet.
Shanelle who is still on shock followed him. "Wh-what are you... Hey! What are you saying really?! Who are you and why are you in my room!" She grabbed his hand as he tried to open her closet.
"Hey, chill. Can you let me wear decent clothes first?" He opens her closet and flips through her clothes. He grabs the T-shirt that he though was for a guy because of its size and a jogging shorts.
"Hey! What are you doing with my things! Give me those! Get out of my room now!" She is still yelling but he already wore the clothes.
"Can you stop yelling at me? You're disgusting now, really," he said and went to her bed and sits down. "Can't you really recognize me?"
"How can I recognize a trespasser?! If you will not go out, I will call the police!" She said and grabs her phone.
Chihoon gets the sketchpad from the bed and shows it to her. "Can't you see the man you drawn here was gone?"
She looks at her sketchpad. Her masterpiece. It's gone. She grabs it from him and looks at it closely. "Wh-where is it? Where is my masterpiece!"
"It's me. I'm your masterpiece," he said and lays down the bed. "Ahh, feels good."
"What..." Shanelle looked at the guy who is now lying down her bed. It can't be. He really looks like Prince Chihoon. She thought. "How did you... I mean... Why? Is this a dream? I---I don't think this is really heppeuning!"
"I said stop yelling." He looks at her. "I'm your masterpiece. I'm the one you made. I'm Prince Chihoon. And this isn't a dream. Okay?" He gets up and walks towards her. "Aren't you happy? Can we...celebrate it?" He pats her shoulders and walks towards the door of the room. "Now that I am alive, exploring the modern world will be ny first job," he said and went out.
Shanelle is still in daze. How can Prince Chihoon gets out from her sketchpad and becomes a real human? How can that happen? She is still in shocked when she noticed that he is not in the room anymore.
She runs to look for him. And she found him at the kitchen taking out everything from the fridge.
"A-are you...r-really...real?" She asked looking at him.
"Annoying woman. No wonder your ex-boyfriend left you," he said as he drinks the glass of juice he is holding.
"How...did you even know that?" She looked at him again, now directly into her eyes.
He straightened a little and angled his head. "When every night that you wet me with your tears and tells me everything about how he hurte you, of course I will know it."
Her mouth agapes. He's real. Oh my goodness he's real! What should I do? Will I be happy? Or be scared? She thought.
Chihoon just stood there, looking at her as she is staring into space and hee head shaking slowly. She smiles a bit. "Wait, I can't possibly use your things, right? How can I have my own things?"
Yes. And you can't stay here either. She thought again. "You go buy your things. I will give you my card. And...ugh...why is this even happening? You can't stay here. And sleep in my room!" She said holding her nape.
"That's no difference. You are hugging me all night when I was still on that sketch."
"Cool, you are all different from being a sketch and a real human. And until now, I can't believe that you came to life."
"As I said, you made me and brought me to life. Worst, you told everyone I am your boyfriend."
She took a deep breath and brought out her credit card from her bag. "Here. You go buy your things and I will go to school. Don't ever show yourself to anyone, understand?"
"How am I suppose to go out without showing myself? I can't be invisible, you know," he ssid and took the card from her. "I will go now."
"You go home as early as 3 PM! My dad might come here at any moment! And...just to straight to my room!" She said remembering the other room was still a mess because she didn't have time to clean the house still.
He just waved his hand and as he walks outside.