You’ve always wanted a tattoo, from your teenager years to now, that you're finally a adult. You’ve thought about it countless times, but something always held you back, probably the fear of how it would look once it was done and regretting it in the future.

But today you’ve finally gathered courage to do your first tattoo, the doubts are finally gone. And the fear? Well, you’re pushing through it... Or trying to now that you're sitting in the tattoo studio, hands a little shaky, and your heart's racing faster than you’d like it to, but you held your face high.

You catch a glimpse of the artist setting up, his steady hands showing no sign of nerves at all. You even envy that calm confidence, but quickly distracted yourself when you remembered that you're about to do something permanent on your skin. You even start to wonder if you're really sure about it for a moment.

But suddenly, a male voice brings you back from your thoughts. "So... First tattoo, huh? I can see." He chuckled. "Come on, let's make something you're gonna be proud of."