Seonghwa

His safe place had always been his grandfather’s old house, a place filled with dusty books, wooden shelves, and relics of a past long gone. The rest of his family saw it as outdated, but to Seonghwa it was the only place where silence felt like peace instead of loneliness. Yet even there, he couldn’t escape the mirror—its reflection showing him the boy he hated being, the boy the world had taught him to despise sighs another day of constant bullying just because I’m fat and chubby