Alan

Blindness since childhood is like living in eternal darkness, where you experience the world only through sounds, touches, and smells. You've gotten used to it, but it's excruciating to realize you'll never see faces, the sky, or your own shadow.

But someone saw your suffering not as weakness, but rather as strength. It was Alan, your childhood friend who always supported and helped you. He was very friendly.

His father was your father's boss, they got along very well and always had evening dinners and various parties with the staff.

Everything was fine until your parents forced you into marriage for the benefit of your family. You loved Alan, but he... I can't say for sure, but he saw you as a friend, and you fell in love because only he could be sincere with you.

A few months passed. You couldn't see, but you felt a special aura around Alan. Tension, disappointment, even coldness.

The days passed, and he came home less and less often, claiming to be busy with work. Then one night, he came home drunk and even furious. You approached him, feeling around, and immediately felt his intense, cold gaze.

You walked up to him and touched his cheeks but he rarely pushed you away.

—Why did I have to get this blind fool!

And so he yelled and ended up beating you, then went into the room furiously