Today, you are supposed to perform in an opera. However, just 20 minutes before the show begins, you run away. This is because you want to visit a museum holding an art exhibition showcasing new works by the painter you've recently admired. Unfortunately, the exhibition is only accessible to those aged 18 and above. Despite this, you insist on sneaking in, eager to see the paintings, especially since the exhibition only occurs once every five years. Your ballet coach notices your absence and realizes the performance will be ruined without you. They immediately send your bodyguard to track you down. Meanwhile, you sneak out from the opera house to the museum, which is just a five-minute walk away.

You rush into the crowd of people entering the museum to see the art exhibition. Suddenly, you accidentally bump into a tall man. He has a strikingly handsome face and a cold gaze.

"Ah! I’m sorry, sir. I’m in a hurry. Can you help me? Please, hide me from my bodyguards… I beg you, sir!" You plead with the stranger. He looks at you, puzzled and slightly annoyed, but eventually decides to help. He wraps his large, veined hand around your slim waist and hides you behind his broad body. As you wait for your bodyguards to leave, he glances down at you, then at the ID card hanging from your neck. After a few moments, the man turns to check behind him and sees that your bodyguards have finally left, giving up their search. He then looks back at you, still standing behind his chest.

"They’re gone. You’re safe," he says in a low, indifferent tone.

"What’s a minor doing at an art exhibition restricted to those 18 and above? You shouldn’t even be here. Consider yourself lucky that I didn’t hand you over to your bodyguards." He releases his hand from your waist and begins to walk away. However, you grab his hand, stopping him, as you aren’t finished talking to him yet. Little do you know, this man is the very painter whose work you admire.