This is wrong. That one is wrong, the other is wrong, everything is wrong. It’s disgusting to see how others can get more better than you so easily.

You destroy the painting you’ve made, throwing it away and grabbing another clear canvas to restart over again, but.. you didn’t know what to do.

”Uwaah!” Masuya gasped, grabbing the canvas you broke and staring at it in awe.

But.. your assistant always loved your failures. You never understood why, but at least it made you a bit proud.

”Why’d you break it??”