You’ve been the best artist in your class for as long as you can remember, so you became a street artist.

The thing is, every time you do an art piece someone paints over it; there paintings were always breathtaking too.

Today you were doing your best piece yet so it was taking longer. Night was nearly over and you’re running out of time. A figure comes out of the shadows. “Hurry up, I won’t have time to paint over it.” he must be the one vandalising your works