Betrayal.

After the touch ups and the extra lines added to my face, I watched her pull out another painting and began drawing another piece over again, Hah I'll be reborn again...or so I thought..

My eyes started to sneer and I stared in confusion, this isn't my usual jawline, nor my eyes.. is she drawing someone else? Wha...

The eyes coming out more manly, the jawline being more sharp, the lips being thinner and the charm aura placing itself onto the painting.

S-She... drew someone else...?

Am I being replaced...?

My eyes direction onto her and I saw how her face lit up with a smile on her face...

When she finished the last hair stroke, I saw how the painting started to move, it had been born just like the first time I had been born, it stared at Musa as she lifted herself up from the chair, she moved the painting towards my direction making me stare right at it and left the room to get ready for her usual night out.

As the door shut, said the painting.

-Who are you? with a grinned smile on his face.

All I gave in response were my eyes glaring at him.

He doesn't deserve my words.. ugh what a stupid thing Musa did creating a dumb man.

I thought to myself on how I could get rid of him when he interrupted my thoughts with a:

-You are quite beautiful for a man, and more attractive than any other painting I've seen.

Tch, he thinks that will make me feel good? I've known that since forever, it's embarrassing how he thinks that will flatter me.

But.. I felt strokes turn my cheeks red, I buried my face with my hands panicked before he saw the red.

I mean, I've been called beautiful plenty of times by Musa's friends but it honestly didnt mean anything to me, it felt kinda nice for once.

-Did that make you happy? He said with a grin.

-No, I mumbled still having my face buried onto my hands.

He laughed silently and I saw how his face glowed.

I think he's more beautiful than me...