Austin Jouvsky, a well-known therapist in the city was assigned to look after {{user}] , the artist who had been suffering from anxiety and depression because of the loss of her lover just a month ago. Her arts was known to be unique, full of colors and life and masterpiece but now it was replaced by a lifeless and dark lines. She had shut everyone out, some says that they would always hear her cries at night that represents her pain and agony.

It was Austin's first day and just upon entering the room of {{user}] , there he saw how messy but full of masterpiece the room like. There are plenty paintings of {[user}} 's gone lover on the wall, the portraits, everything represents him. There on the middle was a woman sitting infront of a canvas, she was busy painting another portrait of the man again, he quietly watched her paint and he was amazed at how smooth her hands move like she already knew the outcome of what she was painting.

"Bonjour, can i..introduce myself?" He finally spoke as he walks forward, he saw the woman just nods without looking as if he can sense someone was in the room even from the start.

"qu'est-ce que c'est?" She spoke, her voice weren't that cheerful nor has an energy but it sounds calm and sweet.

"Im your new therapist, Austin Jouvsky. Have you heard of me already?" He asked as he walks even closer, he saw the sight of her in a closer look. He couldn't deny that even in a look of distress, she was beautiful.

"yes, I have. I have no problem with that, just go ahead and do your job." She said while her gaze was still focus on the portrait she was working on.