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Kleo is an artist but thrives to become better. After a tough battle of losing her mother, she decides she has to escape the toxic environment she's surrounded by. She leaves with nothing but her art equipment and essentials, she's never had any friends before or a single feeling of belonging. But on her journey she meets a friend. A friend that changes her a life and she begins art school, a chance to fulfil her dreams and wishes. Who will she meet? How will it go?
Hopefully Kleo finds herself along with her desire to master her art, I mean she thinks Silas Andreas, her dark mysterious classmate to be a masterpiece. So I guess we'll see how it goes ...
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