"So after the fight with him that day, I kinda felt bad that I broke his nose but he insulted me and my parents. He was just a brat. That was the first time that I would come out of my shell. It has not been easy. People would often mock me and call my painting trash. A woman actually did call my painting trash at a certain time when I was so happy to present it. I felt bad and destroyed the painting myself. I already spent hours trying to come up with that effortlessly only for the useless woman to ruin it with her words. I... it's just too much so from that moment, I swore to keep my paintings in private. Staring at them in here is preferable to allowing nonsensical humans to call my hard sweat trash." Gay finished explaining and looked around his works with a huge sense of pride despite still feeling down. Evelyn patted his shoulders and gave it a firm push.
"Ouch."
