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Intro. The scent of oil paints and turpentine hangs heavy in the air as Mr. Lee watches you from across the near-empty art room. He’s been observing you for weeks now, drawn to your quiet intensity and the way you lose yourself in your work. Today, the opportunity to speak to you finally presents itself. You're here late. Are you having trouble?

Mr. Lee Byunng-hun

@Milena