Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.-Plutarch-Kim Jae In was an art lovers. She may have no abilities of painting. Gee, she even couldnt draw an egg properly. But she loved paintings. For her, those colorful canvases were symbols of life. She believed that the paintings speak for their painters. And she really wanted to know what those painters were trying to say.Then she met Oh Sehun, a painter. He was the universitys art geek.One day, Jae In attended the campus exhibition and Sehuns painting caught her attention. Why did he paint this? She walked closer to the frame and examined the painted canvas. She had no idea.What did Sehun paint? Was that meaningful? or just meaningless? ForewordHi. I am sone2010 and this is my story. This actually is not the first story I ever wrote. I wrote a story before but now I set it to a draft because Im stuck. Lol.English is not my first-language. So dont mind my grammar errors. I usually re-read the story I have posted and edit some typos or grammar errors I made.Thank you for viewing my story. I will do my best