Chapter 33: The time Zi Han thought he was an artist in the making.

Zi Han had never been this nervous in his entire life. Okay fine, he had been this nervous once. At that time he had thought himself an artist and painted the walls in the living room but when the six-year-old Zi Han realised how shitty his artwork was, he was extremely nervous that he ran to hide under the bed when he heard a slight sound from her room.

His mum at that time was taking a nap and when she woke up he was so terrified that each time he heard her footsteps on the creaky tiles it felt like she was directly stomping on his heart.

The footsteps started off soft probably because she hadn't realized yet what he had done. A minute later he heard her yelling, "Zi Han!!"