Sweet Pills
Chapters 14. Brief Design

The super advanced LED light pack has finally arrived. The new light he set was blue with a soothing green twinkle.

Wijaya immediately enjoyed a new feel in his room, he lay staring at the ceiling. Today seems to have gone by too quickly. Suddenly the night, when the twilight shone orange half an hour ago.

His purple phone rang on the wooden table, next to the old blue book. Dozens of chats from a special group of design participants entered the streak.

"What's all of a sudden, rame?"

Laras shared a screenshot chat from a makeup department group. Wijaya became a trending topic there along with four other design majors, Xabil, Antony, Marzuki the new boy, even the quiet Rayhan.

Barrels. | Uhuy, design guy a lot of his fans.

Ryan. | Nice to be a young boy

Rayhan. | How am I called too?

Xabil's. | Gas! Reborn One Direction, wkwk.

Antony. | Ah, just a week has been raging gini. Especially a month.

Sapphires. | @Antony Muka lu briefly displayed noh in front of the cosmetology room.

Nikki. | @Laras share loc cuy.

Sapphires. | @Niki what do you want?

Nikki. | Dress up

"Haha, I told you not to believe. Oh, that's it."

The new clothes have a slightly rough material because of the wholesale workmanship. The thread may not be smooth, must be directly scattered at the beginning of washing.

Supposedly, Niki followed Wijaya's advice this afternoon. Until dawn, He was still preoccupied with the black uniform that He would wear. Many fibers of the thread that come off. Reluctant, but he had to wear it.

"Kiki!" yelled Laras in front of the kost.

After the fateful incident that hit his motorcycle yesterday, that night he went to the house Laras ride an online motorcycle taxi. And this morning, Laras gladly offered her a ride.

"My book is not cute!" go to Laras.

Laras nodded, his clothes also ludes like Niki's. The two women put on a sullen look all the way. Even the bright morning was suddenly clouded when he saw the looks of the two of them.

"My seapes, even more apes Niki. His motorcycle was in the workshop, last night strayed to the grave, his shirt was like a cat's claw, and this morning near the parking lot, the electrical engineering boy suddenly asked for his WA number" Laras said in class.

Only three people laughed in response to his bounty in the morning, namely Mita, Safira, and Abigail.

Door knocked. The shadow of a tall man stood there long enough. Abigail greets the newly arrived Wijaya, then returns with the girls to discuss Niki's life again.

"Solicit the WA number? Well, something popular turns out." he said.

"Keep, do you love, Nik?" ask Safira.

Niki kicked off the table "No!"

"Haha. Just want to know the time can't, Nik? Though usually friendly, likes nyapa first. The turn of the number is requested, very stingy." said Mita.

"The kayak is heart-felt for heart! Males dealt with them. Mending Turu, isn't it Sap?" but Safira did not respond. He replied to Niki who ignored him yesterday, hahaha.

Abigail then wrote something else she wanted to ask but forgot for a moment. "Certainly, will you return home delivered with Laras?"

"No. My motor can be taken."

"Oh yeah, how did you get home yesterday?" suddenly Baras asked.

Doubt filled his face. If they are honest, they can misunderstand. Better to be quiet.

Too bad, even though Wijaya was ready to hear the positive response that He was waiting for. He sat quietly in his chair with wide ears ready to hear Niki's answer.

However, no one knew that Vijaya helped him yesterday.

"Y-yeah gi-gitu" he replied stammeringly.

"Gojek cake?" ask Mita and give her the right alibi.

"Yes, hehe" he replied again as he fiddled with the stationery on the wooden table that had nothing to do with it at all.

He's reluctant to say it? gerutu Wijaya in heart.

One by one the participants came wearing new black uniforms. Marzuki, the new boy, sat at the very end of Niki's row, facing Xabil, by the glass door.

Since yesterday Monday he often stopped by Niki's desk and invited her to meet. But, Niki, whose hobby is guessing the character of the person secretly, refuses to be close to him.

His narcissistic nature is blatant, and his gut feeling says, Marzuki is the troublesome type.

"We learned to design a brief. You can grab the book, which is near the screen printing machine."

Each one gets one. He continued to give instructions "Yak! Please open page 10. Try reading, Xabil."

Seriously? I'm like a high school kid. Suddenly ospek, suddenly a new student, now ask to be read aloud? Well, job training or relife school life anyway actually? Niki was again stirred in the heart.

"Design is an applied form of fine art. A process of creating works that have aesthetic value and use value. The graphics are adal-"

"Enough. Marzuki, continue."

Haha, that atmosphere tickled Niki, almost having her laugh off in the chair.

"What page was that?"

Right no? Niki's guess is correct. The first opportunity was immediately discovered. Instead, he was not too close to Marzuki in the future.

After they finished reading the theory, Budi showed me a piece of paper that had a full-color template. Some of the sentences listed there are product name, client identity, color theme, design details, logo, and cta.

Brief design is a paper containing design agreements that clients want so that their products sell faster. A client is free to ask for any design, can be a flyer, poster, or just a distinctive logo of the product they offer.

Niki nodded at the table, all this was new to him. Of course, every new thing has its own interesting side. He's gone through the spirit today.

Their first task was to design a brief. The client is free and the agreed type of design is also free.

Niki does not need to think long, he immediately appointed himself as a client and designer. An entrepreneur client in the culinary field wants a logo design for his food products.

Not only Niki, Wijaya is also a spirit on his desk. He is a tailor who wants to make a bazaar booth for promotion of the clothes design results.

And so did other participants. That first task they immediately did that day. Mr. Budi let them create freely in class until the training hours are finished, which is three in the afternoon.

Dhuhur rest is only 15 minutes after lunch hour. The enthusiasm in the cold room warmed the atmosphere.

Exhaling a hunting breath, dripping sweat from the temple, even Mita has repeatedly massaged her back neck with the tip of a pencil.

Some people started turning on the computer and working on the concept. Xabil, Antony, Gregor and Abigail finished first. Vijaya and Vanny followed.

The rest are still struggling to formulate a concept so as not to match those who have collected the task first.

Actually, Niki is done, but the idea that scattered it is too wasteful if not applied.

His brief design was even too crowded with matching colors at each end of the paper. Beautiful, but not very neat.

Abigail came from behind. "The design of the brief should be comfortable for the client to read" he commented.

Niki looked back, then lifted the paper so that Abigail could give more input.

"In this corner there is no need to be decorated. Mending paste the picture of food products under the identity of the client if it wants to fill the paper so it is not empty."

"Whoahs! Thank you!" he replied excitedly and immediately repeated without complaint.

While at Wijaya's table, all the women wrestled behind him. This time they were not impressed with the handsome look, but rather the fashion design that he drew directly.

In less than two minutes, two evening dress designs were drawn with firm and beautiful lines.

"Who the hell is it that you're an amateur? I'd like to ask." chirps Laras behind him.

"Amateur?" ask Safira later.

Laras was proud to retell the story that Wijaya shared during the interview.

He made the cold man stiff, his hands hesitated to draw another dress design. "You remember all that?"

Laras nodded "That is. You're oversharing that, I don't know what to answer."

"Haha, sorry. Next time I'll be quieter." she replied.

"Aren't they quiet now? I think you just laughed with us, besides talking to Niki." Mita covered it with facts.

Soon the owner of the so-called name turned around. But, he did not comment on anything Mita said. He showed everyone that the brief design was complete.

"Remake, saucy!! Fix the hundred this mah!"

"My office don't forget yes, 80-20" Abigail said in the chair.

Niki said "Mildly..!"

His first work was printed twice to keep a sheet. The design of his first brief he looked at long enough. Indeed, the overproud nature of Niki was somewhat irritating in the eyes of other participants. But that's how Niki is.

An ambitious career-loving girl who is focused on attending graphic design training.