Marin simply smiles and gets his paint for him, as well as her own. She kisses his cheek, and the teacher starts to talk. The teacher goes over what they’d done for the past month, then points to her temple. “Think of a place you love, a memory you have there, and try to capture its essence. I have pencils and paper if you want to sketch it first.” Marin simply closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before she starts to paint.