I Became an Artist in a Romantic Comedy

Chapter 83

May. The tail end of spring.

But with unseasonably hot weather, people grumbled in frustration.

‘At this point, maybe we should just classify May as part of summer.’

Spring and autumn felt like fleeting mirages—barely here before disappearing.

Meanwhile, summer had steadily taken over, overstaying its welcome and tormenting everyone.

Someday, I wouldn’t be surprised if the four seasons were reduced to just two.

At school, the festival was held every other year. Since there hadn’t been one last year, it was happening now.

The result? The students were utterly exhausted, juggling both festival preparations and an accelerated curriculum.

‘I’m so glad I’m exempt from all that.’

Between the student council’s request and helping with Ye-Hwa’s lessons, I was off the hook.

For the record, the submission of the masterpiece was progressing smoothly.

Fortunately, Ms. Lee Ah-Reum and Ye-Hwa had managed to complete it. That evening, the three of us had gone out for a celebratory dinner—though that was our little secret.

‘I heard Ms. Lee picked the title for the piece, but I didn’t catch what it was.’

It had been such a hectic day that I’d forgotten the details.

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