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The constellation of stars looked down at Hanbin's painting, frowning at the lack of motivation given by its harsh and hurried strokes of paint.

It didn't look bad... not at all. On the opposite, it was quite mesmerizing. The dark colors blended in well on the tinted light yellow, smudged against a white that resembled the moon. Different hues of grey and white painted the top of the canvas, while the bottom was dark and lonely.

Hanbin stepped away from the frame, eyes scanning over his new piece. No, it didn't look bad. Yes, it looked like every other painting of his. Sadness, loneliness, isolation.

He needed something new. He couldn't continue with the same technique of emotions. He needed to feel something more... positive.

A piece of creativity that only pure and raw emotions could overcome his typical paint strokes... that was what was missing

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