Kaveh was standing, painting delicately deliberate lines onto the blueprint, his hand steadily moving away. As he stares at his creation, which most would be proud of, he grits his teeth.

He threw the brush onto the ground, as his hand moved back up, ripping the blueprint. He took in a deep breath, as he threw the paper on to the floor.

Kaveh let out a breath, taking a step back and leaning his back against the wall, his hand running through his messy blond hair.