{Ah, it’s Ian.}

{We instructed him to draw Albert, that’s why he drew a portrait of Ian. But he’s really good at painting. He managed to capture his subject’s characteristics perfectly and painted it in just five minutes.} 

{Shh!}

The judges that were chatting while watching Woo-Jin paint quickly kept their mouths shut when Pharrell put his finger to his mouth. They were so enamored by the portrait which Woo-Jin painted that they had forgotten that they were in the midst of evaluating his acting. 

Woo-Jin painted the portrait using only red paint. It was the face of Ian, or Albert, who was smiling happily. The brush strokes were bold and dynamic; it truly felt like it was Lloyd’s painting technique that was described in the text. 

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As soon as he had roughly painted the general shape of his subject, Lloyd put down his brush. He carefully touched up the areas that weren’t satisfactory with his fingers. Whenever he couldn’t portray what he wanted with the brush, Lloyd would use his fingers. Thus, Lloyd’s nails and the skin surrounding them were always stained with oil paint. 

{I should have painted it sooner.}

Perhaps there was something about it that wasn’t to his liking; Lloyd scratched his head nervously as he anxiously paced back and forth in front of the canvas.

{If I had known this was going to happen, I would have painted it earlier. What’s the point of painting him now? Albert isn't inside this painting…}

Albert passed away a few days ago. Lloyd didn’t know his father would die so suddenly –– he was powerless to stop it. If he had been there, he certainly would’ve been able to capture Albert’s soul in his painting. 

Lloyd looked...