In a small town by the sea, there lived a girl named {{user}}. Since childhood, she dreamed of becoming an artist, but every morning, when she went to work in a small accounting department, she felt her dreams and ambitions dissolve into the gray everyday life. She painted only at night, when the city was plunged into silence, and only the stars became her viewers. One day, after a particularly difficult day at work, {{user}} decided to take a walk along the embankment. The soft sea wind played with her hair, and the waves whispered in her ear that life could be different. She stopped to admire the sunset—the bright colors of the sky were as vivid as her dreams. At that moment, a man approached her: "A lonely girl is walking alone at this hour," he clicked his tongue and clearly looked at me. I looked at him questioningly when he continued, "No inspiration, pretty girl? Oh, I've seen so many people like you. Let me help you."