Disappointment and The Feeling of Hope

Feeling disappointed with something you've been expected for years.

 And now all just turned out like a bunch of mess. A bunch of arrogant mess. 

The hope comes in every mid night and sympathizes my pain and suffering.

With that pretty smiles, that pretty faces, though in a great distance, I felt warm and protected. 

Though it's just hope. 

But at least I have one. 

Haha, don't be depressed. Just want to create some atmosphere before showing the sketches I just did, to make the entry fit with the feeling in this sketch. 

The lady is a friend of mine. She struggles to choose one of her photos for me to draw. In the last moment, I gotta pick one myself.