*Yua Ichika's POV*
//November 12, 2029//Monday//
Ryo Asahi, the director behind this beautiful movie. If there was a chance that I could meet someone like you, I would be thankful, and I want to learn more about these kinds of things.
"Oh young lady, please keep this a secret between the two of us." The old man asked.
"Why?"
"My grandson doesn't want anyone to know that he is the one behind this movie since he told me that it might give him some trouble if people found out a Nine-year-old can create something like this."
"Okay…"
"Thank you, young lady."
"But mister, your grandson really is amazing. I hope that I can have an amazing talent just like him." I said.
"Young lady, I believe that you also have an amazing talent inside you. You just need to have the patience, and you will soon find out what that is."
Can I really be someone like Ryo Asahi? Someone who has an amazing talent? Me? Whose only purpose is to buy alcohol for his disgusting father? Can I really be someone amazing?
"Thank you mister for taking me here. It's my birthday, and you really made my day wonderful." I said.
"Oh, it's your birthday? Well, let me give you a present."
The old man opened his hand case and got a sketchpad, and a sharpened pencil inside.
"Take this young lady. I bought a sketchpad for myself, but it was silly of me because I bought two, and I didn't notice. This is all I can give to you, but I hope you will like it." The man said.
He gave me the sketchpad, and the pencil he got from his hand case. When I opened the sketchpad it was empty and clean. There are a lot of spaces where I can draw on it.
I looked at the old man and smiled softly at him for this amazing gift that he gave to me.
"Thank you." I said.
This is the first time someone gave me something, and I am delighted about it. The old man smiled back at me after I thanked him, and continued to watch his grandson's movie. As for me, I also continued watching the movie while the sketchpad was open.
Suddenly, I was really into the movie, and my hand was moving on its own.
"Amazing…"
While I was watching, my hand continued to move on its own doing something to the sketchpad the old man gave to me. After a few minutes, I realized that I had drawn something amazing on the sketchpad.
It was the clothes that the characters were wearing in the movie. The old man noticed what I drew, and he was amazed by what he saw.
"Young lady, did you make this in a short amount of time?" The old man asked.
"I was really into the movie, and my hands started to move on their own. Then I realized that I had drawn the thing that I was really focused on"
"Young lady, why did you draw the clothes that the actors were wearing?"
"I felt like the clothes the actors are wearing play a huge part in the movie. It felt like they were not actors, but they were the real characters that the story wanted to show us because of the clothes they are wearing."
"Have you ever taught yourself to draw these kinds of things?" The old man asked.
"No, mister. This is the first time I have drawn something like this."
"Is that so…"
I am also amazed at what I have drawn. I excitedly looked at the old man and said…
"Mister, I wanted to create beautiful clothes that can make these characters into a reality."
My interest in these kinds of things grew stronger. The old man gave me a long pause and gave me a smile.
The movie ended, and both of us went outside. I gave his jacket back, and he wore it even if I smelled bad. It was really dark outside, and I knew that it is time to say goodbye to this old man.
"Mister, will I never see you again?" I asked.
The old man smiled and patted my head. He looked at me, and I felt that he was amazed at me, but I do not know the reason why.
"Young lady, meet me here tomorrow night, and let us watch movies again together."
"Really?" I asked.
"It's a promise."
I celebrated cheerfully and gave the old man a big hug. He gave me a big hug as well. He didn't even bother with the dirty clothes I wore and embraced me back. He patted my head once again and looked at me.
"Young lady, you might not be aware of it, but you already have the talent that you are seeking, and that sketch pad that I gave you is the proof. Your drawing was really magnificent, it was even beautiful just like what the professionals draw. I hope that your interest in it will grow stronger, and one day, you can show the whole world the things that you have created."
The old man started walking the opposite way. I took a deep breath and told the old man something loudly.
"THANK YOU FOR THIS DAY, MISTER!!!"
The old man stopped for a second and continued walking. But, I heard something that he said quietly.
"Make your dreams into a reality, young lady…"
I went back to the slums and walked straight to our house. It was already midnight, and hopefully, my parents were sleeping already. I slowly walked in front of the door and heard my parents screaming inside. Not just any screams
Those are repulsive screams.
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