Rival Artist | Denis

<p>Any pov| Art rivals — Enemies to lovers, Angst</p><p></p><p>Second place after second place, painting after painting. It was killing you. You stormed back into the art room, clutching your canvas tightly, your fingers trembling with frustration</p><p>Denis usually taunted you for always being under him, always one place lower. His teasing had always seemed to cut deeper than intended, especially when his victories came so effortlessly. But this time, something tugged at his heartstrings.</p><p></p><p>I kinda tried expressing my feelings of hating my own art but I don't think I got them right</p><p></p>