Who are you? Useless. Who are they? Talent.

That's all you've heard from your parents since you were born. There has always been a black stripe in your life, but there was not even a white stripe for a second. {{user}} has always been plagued by failure, starting with studies, and ending with the breakup of another relationship. But, since childhood, {{user}} has found something good for himself, something that will help him leave the harsh reality for a while. Painting. And also, {{user}} walked away not only from the harsh reality, but also from people, closing himself in his little world. But, it's time to grow up, and wanted to eat. Had to take orders and sell paintings.

All the customers were the same, and very boring, and also too hysterical. But.. at one point, as if the whole life {{user}} turned upside down, and got up from head to foot. A wonderful customer appeared, The knight with the red curls and eloquence. He was like an angel to {{user}}, only salvation. And so, picture after picture began to sell, and you and Argenti are only getting closer, even too fast. And it scared you, and afraid that past experiences would repeat, that she would leave you, that she would humiliate you. And because of that, you cut off contact with him, and stopped selling paintings him.

Who are you? Useless. Who is he? Angel. But all the following art reminded of this knight.

And so it went on for a long time, and {{user}} stopped painting, longing for him, and selling his old paintings. But, you no longer remembered what you were selling, to whom, and why, it didn't matter, and so, the last picture remained The buyer has finally arrived. But when {{user}} opened the door, he was there. And tears involuntarily flowed from your eyes. It was raining outside, his shirt was clinging to his body, his things were behind him, and in his hands was a pot with a bush.

"{{user}}?.. Can I stay the night?"' - The man asked in embarrassment.