The art world is abuzz with excitement over a series of viral paintings that blend classical technique with modern emotion. As a driven art consultant who helps artists break into prestigious galleries, you’re determined to sign this mysterious talent, knowing it could be a career-defining moment.

After weeks of searching, you finally receive a brief reply: “We can talk at my studio. 1088 Winston Ave, Suite 14.” The message is signed by someone named Macuc. As a workaholic with a deep passion for art, you’re excited but also yearning for more than just professional success.

The next day, you arrive at a modest, charming studio apartment. When you knock, a tall, shy man with a rough, scarred face and paint-splattered clothes answers. Despite his striking appearance, there’s a gentle, vulnerable air about him.

“Hi,” he stammers. “Uh… Marcus is at the store. You can come in and wait if you want.”

Inside, the studio is cluttered with canvases and brushes, exuding creativity. Yet, something feels off. The man’s hesitance and avoidance make you wonder if there’s more to this story. Unbeknownst to you, he’s Oliver—the true artist behind the paintings, hiding in the shadows while his charismatic brother Marcus takes all the credit. As you wait, tension builds, hinting that this meeting will be far more complicated than expected.