Aishida stared at the canvas in front of him. He didn't even know if he had inner demons. He couldn't think of any. 'I have to think....' he thought, looking around at what other people were doing to see if it gave him any ideas of what 'inner demons' were. '.....I guess I could do something with pain.....but that's more a fear than a demon.' he made a face. It wasn't working. He couldn't think of anything.
Kazuo stared at his canvas, considering what to paint. He couldn't really connect when he tried to access his inner demons. It just made him go into endless circles of confusion.
There was that one incident. That incident that haunted him. His mind wouldn't allow him to access that though. That was safetly locked up.
He decided to just steal someone's idea. A student next to him was drawing something of a fire. He could always do something similar to that.
Ritsuko put down the paints for a moment to see what her picture was coming up to be. She stiffled a laugh as she thought that the picture sort of resembled her mother.
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There was that one incident. That incident that haunted him. His mind wouldn't allow him to access that though. That was safetly locked up.
He decided to just steal someone's idea. A student next to him was drawing something of a fire. He could always do something similar to that.
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