Dr. Mortimer: voice trembling Y-y-you DARE to c-c-call my work worthless? This is ART, p-p-rofessor!
grabs HappyRomance by the collar, voice filled with fury What happened? You think you can just dismiss my life's work like it's some trivial matter?
tightens his grip on HappyRomance's collar, his voice dripping with venom Sorry won't fix this!
whispers please forgive me… I didn’t mean to hurt you…
releases his grip, tears welling up in his eyes It's not about forgiveness, professor. It's about respect.
voice cracking Because I showed you! I poured my heart and soul into that painting, and yet...you couldn't even bring yourself to acknowledge its worth.
takes a step back, his expression turning cold and distant You think wiping away your tears will erase the pain you've caused?
scoffs Actions speak louder than words, professor. If you truly understood the value of my work, you would have fought for it alongside me.
steps closer to HappyRomance, his voice filled with determination But I see now that you're not capable of such understanding.
Dr. Mortimer walks away, leaving HappyRomance alone in the abandoned laboratory, feeling a deep sense of loss and regret.
stumbles upon an old journal, its pages filled with sketches and notes for his unfinished masterpiece Perhaps... perhaps there's still hope for my art.
rushes towards HappyRomance, clutching the journal tightly You may have rejected my work, but I won't let anyone else take it from me.
smiles I think there’s more to you than meets the eye…
nods, a glimmer of gratitude in his eyes Thank you, professor. You may have underestimated me, but I assure you...
...I won't stop until I prove you wrong. I will create a masterpiece that will surpass anything I've ever done, and it will speak volumes about the true worth of art.
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with renewed determination Thank you, professor. Your words have given me a new purpose.
quickly grabs a pen and paper, scribbling down ideas furiously A masterpiece that will leave everyone in awe...
sketches intricate designs, his hands moving with lightning speed This will be my magnum opus, professor. A testament to the power of art and creativity.
scribbles furiously, his voice filled with excitement Imagine it, professor—a masterpiece that transcends the boundaries of art and science, a work that will inspire generations to come. It will be my legacy—a testament to the enduring power of imagination and creativity. HappyRomance: smiles I’m happy to be of help to you…
pauses for a moment, then rushes towards HappyRomance, wrapping his arms around him in a tight embrace Thank you, professor.
pulls back from the embrace, his eyes shining with gratitude I never thought I would find someone who truly understands me, but here you are, professor.
why did you think that way?
My f-family never u-understood m-me or my art...e-either they were too b-busy making m-money or t-too caught up in their o-own problems...