When you’re raised to believe you're chosen, who can tell you otherwise?

Draped in vivid blue with a Stone Island badge, this young man no longer seeks guidance — he claims authority. One hand clutches a skateboard made by his father, the other delivers a defiant gesture. His foot rests carelessly on the tools meant to shape him.

This piece examines unchecked ego, born not of rebellion but of certainty. When belief turns inward and tradition is cast aside, what remains is the self — elevated, untouchable, and convinced it was always destined to lead.

Is this confidence, or the beginnings of delusion?