THE MY GREAT PAINTER SYSTEM
'Spring of Canaria'

After returning to the dorm room, Sean immediately laid himself on the bed. However, as his gaze lifted above, Sean looked surprised by what he had already seen. 

The 'Spring of Kanaria' painting hung on the wall of his room so that when Sean was on the bed, he could see the painting clearly. How Sean could sleep without dreaming when all he saw was such an erotic painting.

It was definitely Luis who hung it in that place, I don't know what the motive was.

"Behind his innocent appearance turned out to be in love with such things as well," sighed Sean who could not bear to linger at the painting.

Outside the room, the door was knocked and when Sean opened the door Zavier appeared to come. The man brought some packages for Sean.

"Your packages come, but you are often not seen in the room. So I kept it for you" said Zavier, who did not hand over the items. "It's too much, where can I put it?"

"Please put it on the table, Brother," Sean replied courteously. "Thank you for bringing it."

Zavier enters the room and puts Sean's belongings on the table, as he is about to leave, his steps restrained on the floor. Zavier's body was not moved in the slightest as his gaze locked onto the painting 'Spring of Canaria'.

Sean follows the corner of Zavier's eye and he realizes something …. Right, those vulgar paintings must be within the rules of the dorm.

Zavier whose job is to manage the dormitory must have known the rules. Can't stick indecent pictures in the dorm room! But even to this day, he was only mute with an unmoved look.

Feeling that he had broken the rules of the dorm, Sean first confessed his sin. "It looks like such a painting shouldn't be in this place, right? I'm sorry, Brother Zavi. I'll talk to Luis and ask him to take the painting down."

In Sean's heart of course he wanted to curse Luis. Hanging ‘Spring of Canaria on the walls of his room makes them look like perverts. However, that meant nothing to Zavier. The man seemed to ignore Sean and dissolved deeper into the 'Spring of Canaria'.

Sean knew the look of the woman who became the object of his painting is so beautiful, but he did not think that the beauty of the Rose can also hypnotize Zavier. Sean secretly chuckles at his own thoughts, it could be that Zavier has the same indecent taste as Luis.

"The woman …." Zavier went back into silence as he swallowed his mind deeper. "Did you paint that woman?"

"True, I rented it as a painting model. I'm sorry if I asked him to do anything vulgar" said Sean, who did not affect Zavier's expression.

Zavier just shook his head, a second later he turned to look at Sean. "There's something I need to show you."

***

Without any clarity, Zavier takes Sean to his room. Room on the first floor not far from Sean's place. Unable to leave the dorm except for the annual holiday season, Zavier had to stay there.

"Get in and sit down wherever you like" he said, ignoring Sean. The man seemed to be calling someone and telling them to come, but it had nothing to do with Sean. The young man looked around every corner of Zavier's room.

For the first time Sean saw Zavier's room which was larger than the other rooms in this dormitory. This is the most comfortable room and has more complete facilities.

There was one big bed, a 3-door high closet, a study table and a small sofa. On the sofa, Sean sat on one of them while watching Zavier busy rummaging through the contents of his closet and pulled out a box.

Sean sees no comment until Zavier takes out a photo and shows it to Sean.

A portrait of a young man being with a girl with a familiar face makes Sean re-dig her memories.

The rose! One name was ringed when he saw the similarity of the Rose with the girl in the photo. His face was too similar to be said to be a coincidence and there was no way anyone would deny that the two girls were the same person.

“I don't know the girl's name, the person next to her picture is my dead brother. Earlier, I had several times that the two of them had met secretly at the back door of the dormitory. I thought their relationship was normal, but the moment after my sister's death .. I found this photo on her desk. I think their relationship is closer than I thought.” That unexpected explanation reached Sean's ears. Even so, Sean could not immediately draw conclusions and only concoct his hypothesis.

At that moment, Luis broke through Zavier's room door and entered. His breathing was puffing as if there was no more air left inside his parlor room.

“You called me, Zavi? What was? On the phone you said something about Rain.” Luis' words let Sean know that the person Zavier was talking to on the phone was him. Only, there was one foreign name for Sean that Luis mentioned.

Realizing that in the room there is not only a Zavier, Luis's view turns to Sean. His facial expression was so bad, as if at a time like this the presence of Sean was not expected to exist. “Sean? Why are you in this place?”

Not even Sean answered Luis' question, Zavier told him to sit down. He took the sofa that was beside Sean so accidentally his eyes saw the photo that was on Sean. Luis seemed to recognize him.

“Photo it .. isn't she a woman in Canaria? Why is she with Rain in the photo?” Luis' question made Sean and Zavier look at each other with serious expressions. Apparently what these two people thought was the same as what Luis thought. 

Luis, who was watching them frown, turned back to taking a photo of the portrait and saw it closer.

“Is the woman really a rose? Looks like I remembered that face.” Enigmatic, Luis went back to digging into his memories. However, he seemed to deny what was in his mind. “No, looks like it's impossible.”

“You know who is in this photo, Luis?” Zavier looked impatient. The man got up from his seat and shook Luis' arm.

“Carla Edena.” Only a name came out of Luis' mouth. The woman's name was never heard by Zavier or Sean, but Luis seemed convinced. “She was a music art student who was in the same year as Sean.”

Sean's life is really bad because all he knows is Sean and Felix, without knowing that there is a music art student named Carla Edena, but it is not enough to make him understand about Carla Edena, who is not the best, The rose and the woman in the photo.

“Sial! Why don't I recognize Carla while in Canaria!” luis grumbled at his ignorance. 

Sean knew very well when at Canaria, Luis really took care of his eyes. In order to control his male instincts, Luis had to turn to the women in Canaria. How can he see the Rose correctly if he constantly turns away from it?

“I won't know anything if I just stay in this place. That woman you met in Canaria .. I have to find her right away.”

Zavier was about to leave, but Luis was prevented. Without looking at the man, he held his hand and told him to sit back.

“Do not be rash, we must not accuse the wrong person.” In this conversation, only Luis looks normal. He can cool his mind even though Sean can see his heart silenced restlessly.

“So what should we do?” Zavier asked again.

It seemed obvious Sean was considering his next move, but his eyes were brightening again as if he had already found an answer to this matter.

“There! Let's get ready, Sean! Tonight we go to Canaria!” luis Luis exclaimed more enthusiastically than the first time he went to that place.