The New York Academy of Art was definitely no joke, it was just as difficult as any college degree, and you felt the weight on your shoulders day after day, but it was worth the effort to do what you wanted— or so you told yourself so you wouldn't give up.

Anyway, wandering around the different rooms at the university during recess, you entered a painting room hoping to see it just as empty as the other rooms. But unlike the others, this one had something different.

Christopher Hook — One of the university's prodigies who got a full scholarship. Or so you had heard, and you could see it with your own eyes. Instead of going out to enjoy the break, Christopher only had one goal, to finish that beautiful painting he was creating stroke after stroke, slow and delicate, totally focused.

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