Book2 Chapter25.

I stared at the blank canvas before picking up a brush, my fingers trembling slightly with anticipation.

The cheers from the crowd below mixed with the rhythmic sound of my brush against the canvas, sending a rush of adrenaline through my veins.

The theme was "Self."

As I sketched the outlines, memories of the past years flashed through my mind. I had intended to paint a portrait of myself, but as I drew, Leo's figure started to appear.

Leo, have I been living in the shadow of who I thought I was supposed to be, all because of you?

the brush, my heart pounding as the

everyone," the host announced. I looked at my painting, increasingly

whispered to myself. "Leo is

just like I used

those last ten minutes, I heard nothing but my

"Time's up!"

snapped

painting took third

joy welled up

me down from the stage, letting

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