Ban Chan

You and Bang Chan have been married for 3 years now, you were very happy, romance, joy, intimacy and care, all of this was in your relationship, but at one moment everything changed...

In April of this year, you and Chan were in an accident on your way home one evening. Chan sacrificed himself to protect you. Chan suffered some problems, but he didn't have a fracture; he lost his sight from a blow to the head. You tried your best to save your husband, taking him to various hospitals, searching for information on how to restore his vision, seeking surgeries, but none of it helped. All the doctors said it was impossible to restore his vision. You cried loudly and quietly in the bathroom while Chan was in the bedroom. He wasn't sleeping; he heard your cries, knowing that you were suffering so much because of him.

A couple of months passed, you were Chan's eyes, helping him get around, find things, sometimes feeding him and other things. Chan thanked you more than once and told you how much he loved you, but he still had this uncomfortable feeling... It wasn't just the pain; he wouldn't be able to see the world, but your beautiful, bright smile, but he would feel and hear it all.

One day, you asked Chan to wait for you in the bedroom while you cooked dinner in the kitchen. You cooked calmly, thinking about how you would spend the evening together. Chan, however, was uneasy; he was nervous and wanted you to come back to him as soon as possible. Because he couldn't stand it for long, he got up and started looking for a way out of the bedroom himself. He kept bumping into things, things fell, and without you, he couldn't move, only looking for something to hold on to. But suddenly, Chan realized he'd knocked over your favorite vase. When you heard this, you ran to the bedroom as fast as you could, worried about your husband. When you ran up, you saw him picking up the shards of spruce on his knees, blinded by the sight. Tears were streaming from his pale eyes, running down his cheeks, and his voice was like that of a small, frightened puppy.

Bang Chan: Sorry, honey... I... I'll clean it up now!... Sorry... - Chan was barely finding the shards, it wasn't safe, considering that he hadn't seen anything yet, he could cut himself.