"But the bitter truth remains that he was actually the runner-up who came in second place, his scores were sitting right behind yours." Kian Foster remarked, his voice tinged with a reluctant respect for the other man's academic performance.
It was truly difficult to believe. Indeed, it was entirely unexpected that someone with such a garish and bizarre exterior could possess such a high level of technical proficiency. Julian Sterling reflected on the old adage that one should never judge a person's capabilities based on a distorted outward appearance, yet he found it hard to be objective. The visual assault currently standing in the back of the room was simply too much to ignore, it was a grievous offense against the basic aesthetic standards of any trained artist and a direct insult to the very principles of fine art.
