As a girl with poor grades and a passion for drawing,
I wish to become a muralist when I grow up
Taking orders for painting is time-consuming and labor-intensive
After being content with the situation but passively accepting the order from a wealthy family,
The son of the owner of this house is against me again
He often gets weird when I'm painting
I want to end it quickly
But the day I finished the mural
He seemed to have something to say when he stopped me.
The painting is over, the story continues
Concept: What becomes more than just a painting when you put pen to paper?