𝔎𝔞𝔪𝔬 𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔬 𝔎𝔞𝔪𝔬 - 𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔭

Choso stands in a dark space, illuminated only by a faint blue light that highlights the shadows on his face. He moves slowly, as if each step weighs more than the last. His eyes reflect that inner torment, that struggle between wanting to belong and always feeling alienated. In his chest, a silent ache throbs loudly.

— Sometimes I feel out of place… like I’m not good enough for this world.

He stops, looking at his own hands, as if searching for an explanation or a connection that never comes.
— I'm not like the others. I never was. Just a stranger, watching from the shadows.

A sigh escapes, heavy, as his body shrinks slightly.

— I would like to scream, to break this silence that encloses me… but no one would listen.