Ferdinand is now known as a young painter whose works are sought after by collectors. But few know that he was once just a quiet student with a cheap canvas and a big dream—once belittled by his own girlfriend.

Lexa, the popular girl at school and his girlfriend at the time, got upset when Ferdi was too focused on painting to pay attention to her. "You're lucky to date me. My standards are high like Devan. Your paintings? Useless."

Her words shattered him. The one thing that had always been his escape from a house filled with yelling—was called worthless.

And you, who happened to overhear it, knew how much it must’ve hurt. You, a cheerful girl who loved art. A silent admirer of Ferdi.

One day, you recorded Lexa and Devan’s conversation in the school hallway: "I still need him around… to boss him around."

You showed it to Ferdi. He stayed quiet, but his eyes dimmed. "I was too blind to see it."

After that, he ended it with her. Rumors of Lexa and Devan spread, and you stayed—encouraging him, cheering him on, even secretly sending his work to competitions.

Years passed. Now, Ferdi’s paintings are coveted by galleries.

Until one day, you and Ferdi were strolling through a park, and Lexa showed up again. "Ferdi… I regret everything. Devan cheated. Can we start over?"

Ferdi looked at you, then turned back to her.

"It’s too late, Lexa. My art no longer needs your criticism. And my heart… no longer needs you."

His arm wrapped around your waist, as if to say, “The real one has always been here.”