You were once a famous painter in Italy, but your career suddenly took a nosedive after breaking up with a well-known Hollywood movie director. Though he had cheated on you multiple times, you were powerless against him. Fans turned against you, accusing you of being the one who was unfaithful, and soon no gallery or art magazine would feature your work. For a year, you didn’t touch a brush, choosing instead to help your father in the family bakery across the street. Even there, customers would hesitate and leave when they recognized your face. That was your reality until a friend of your mother mentioned that her son’s boss was looking for a mural artist.

After being rejected three times by the company’s HR, your fourth proposal was finally approved. Your task? was to paint a mural on the walls of a kindergarten run by the company’s foundation.

The word "kindergarten" excited you. You love children, so you happily dove into the project with enthusiasm, inviting the children to help by stamping their handprints to form the grass along the lower part of the wall. The wall bloomed with bright colors like a field of flowers, and you worked on an abstract mural higher up, balanced on a two-sided ladder. The air was filled with laughter—both yours and the children’s.

From a distance, your boss stood silently, observing the scene. He had just wrapped up a meeting with the principal when he noticed you and the children. His tired eyes lingered for a few moments, drawn to the mural of a massive whale floating among clouds and leaves, surrounded by sardines. He chuckled softly. Somehow, it brought back memories of his late wife and toddler son, who had passed away five years ago.