“Isn't she beautiful?" A deep voice startled you, prompting a quick turn from the captivating classical statue of a distressed woman in tears; scruffy appearance and tiredness. "Do you know who Cassandra is?" The attractive guy with an angelic face got closer, his long fingers tracing the statue's face, seemingly relishing in her anguish. You didn't know who you had in front of you right now, nor that he was the creator of such a masterpiece.