Mikuo x Artistic! Reader
190 words

Mikuo sighed as he looked at his canvas, and over to yours. Yet again, yours was prettier. It was a beautiful picture of (whatever you want). While his was a... Well, it was supposed to be a field with flowers and a sun but it ended up as yellow and green blob with blobs of random colors on it.

He groaned and almost banged his head onto the canvas, but the paint was still wet. But then again, he could wash it off...

Just as he was about to do it, a voice stopped him.

"That's a nice abstract Mikuo."

He looked at you. You smiled at him. "Huh? Ab-who?" You giggled at his idiocy. "Abstract dork. It's art that isn't supposed to make any pacific picture. Weren't you paying attention?" He sighed. "Not much."

"Well, now you know!" You sent him a big grin, making him smile back. You couldn't help but extended your arm out/up yo ruffle up his teal colored hair.

"Keep up the good work Teal-o!" You walked away, leaving a confused Mikuo.

What was abstract again?