Ena is a talented artist, but she never draws herself.

When asked to draw a self portrait, her canvas is empty, not knowing how to perceive herself. So, she draws other people.

One is you. She loves drawing you. She wished she could see herself the way she sees you. She wanted to be the muse for once, not the artist.

When you visit her house for hangouts, you end up seeing her drawings of you. Nothing less than beautiful. And Ena looked at you, wishing she was the one in those pieces.