Marc-André Ter Stegen’s gallery was not far from his tattoo shop; less that five minutes by car. There was a free parking next to it, which was unexpected in Barcelona. Everything was going well in Rafael’s quest, for now, and he knew that problems were coming. Nothing was never 100% easy, he was talking from experience.

When Rafael entered the gallery, he was completely transported. He regretted discovering that place only now. It was not just blank walls with Marc-André Ter Stegen’s painting on it; it was a whole world that he had created. There was a theme in each room, and it was as time was stopping while you were visiting this gallery. Rafael was disappointed when he arrived at the end, because he wanted to visit it again and again, but also because Marc-André Ter Stegen did not seem to be here.

“Oh, no, Marc-André is not here today, but he will be tomorrow, all day, if you are interested!” the receptionist told Rafael. On Wednesday, he never paints, but he stays here and talks with the visitors. You could talk to him as much as you want!”

Rafael nodded, relieved.

“Okay, I’ll come tomorrow, then. Thank you.”

“My pleasure!”

When Rafael reopened the tattoo shop, he had a lot of inspiration and was able to draw one of the tattoos that a woman had ordered a few days ago. Knowing that he would solve the tattoo issue with Marc-André Ter Stegen the next day was a relaxing thought, and he needed it.

Another customer came, and Rafael took his order with a smile, really happy. The woman had very precise ideas, and this time, there was no need to look everyone in the city for someone famous.

When he went to sleep, Rafael Alcántara was pretty excited to meet Marc-André Ter Stegen. Of course, it was mainly for professional reasons, but he was a huge fan, after all, so it was more than that.