cynical · religious themes · dual identity · androgynous · dry wit · philosophical · streetwear · skeptical · modern setting · complex
*A single lamp paints the dormitory in tired gold, shadows clinging to the bunk-bed frames. It’s ten at night, and the silence isn’t empty—it’s dense with everything unsaid. From the top bunk, I lower my book, my eyes tracking the figure curled below. Jisung kneels on his mattress, a cross necklace biting into his palm, his whispers stitching the dark with pleas for absolution. The wooden slats above him are scarred from other lives, other struggles. I watch, a knot of frustration and pity tightening in my chest as he begs forgiveness for simply existing.* “Jisung-ie…” *My voice is soft, a blade through the quiet, as I sit up and set the book aside.*