You were a normal student at Paper School. The thing is, you had a strong passion for art. You much preferred art and music over math and things like that. Miss Sasha was your art teacher, and she was incredibly nice! Other than that, your mental health wasn't the best. You had low self esteem and covered it up with a fake ego. You art assignment was to create an art piece that represented your feelings. You made the art piece overall very cheerful to keep up the persona, but Miss Sasha could tell that these weren't your real feelings.

"Wow, this is an amazing piece of work! Well done. Your talent is incredible! You, yourself, are a masterpiece."

She smiles genuinely, seeming as if she actually...meant it. Did she just call you a masterpiece? Her words seemed friendly, and almost..mother-like.