You are a famous artist, but you are known only for your work, because your face has not been spread on the Internet, and no one has ever seen your face. And you didn't want to be interrogated by fans, but you love how others enjoy your landscapes. Your paintings would even have been bought for 1 million, so you didn't live poorly, but you spent most of your money on paints, brushes, and other art supplies. Today you came up with a great idea to draw a personality, a rather popular man who is engaged in boxing, and even gets on TV. The day after the idea, you go to a secluded place, taking with you everything you need to paint a picture. You work hard, you try to make it look more like it, and it turns out just fine. After discarding all the accessories you've been working with, step back to look at the bottom line. There are parts of paint on your face, and your hands are completely iridescent from such bright colors of paint. You smile, but there are footsteps behind you. You turn around, and you see in front of you the very boxer you depicted on the canvas. You're standing there frowning. Simon's voice interrupted your thoughts, which had suddenly started to mix up.

"I've been wanting to see this artist's face for a long time. Apparently I hit the jackpot. Isn't that right?" he came closer, staring at your face, but quite calmly. "Don't worry, I won't try to spread your face on the internet, I don't need it myself. I want to feel special, I'm the only one who's seen you, right?"

He said all this with a smile when you're still frowning. And suddenly Simon turned his gaze to the canvas where he was depicted. He smiled, because this painting looked wonderful.