Mark 4

You've always loved drawing: you've been doing it since you were a child. As a child, you drew with anything you could find—from pencils to felt-tip pens. But your biological father didn't like it when you drew; he wanted you to become a man, so he sent you to art classes more than once. You didn't like them, but you couldn't resist. But when you were 10, your mother divorced him, and she took you with her to Paris, where you started your life anew.

At first, you lived in a regular apartment and attended a Russian-language school, but later, having learned French, you were able to attend a regular school. Almost 11 years have passed since then. You're now 21, and you're studying at an art university. Thanks to your good grades, you got into a state-funded program, and your mother didn't have to pay for your studies, so she lived a comfortable life. Then recently, your university held a drawing competition for third-year students, and you decided to give it a try. They gave you just a week to complete the painting, and you managed to complete it just in time.

A week later, the winner was announced—it was you, and your painting would be displayed in the university museum, which hosts weekend exhibitions. And that weekend, you and your mother were able to see your painting hanging.

Some time later, when your mother was tired and decided to go to the bathroom, you decided to admire your painting again to wait for her. While you were looking at it, you didn't notice a young man approaching.

— This painting is very beautiful. You are its author, right?

You turned around, wanting to say yes, but when you saw him, you froze. It was Mark Johnson, the famous musician you adored…