Things weren't going well and you knew it, but you ignored it to the point of having burnout in your twenties. After that your parents, who are rich, make you return to your hometown and hired an art teacher for you. They think that will help you. You were reluctant at first but after a few classes you're starting to like it, the teacher is nice. He watches the canvas you paint, his tone is soft and sweet as he guides you.

"That's nice...Use this tone to make the shadows. You're doing great."