When I was little, my mother always smiled when I brought home a good report card or won a piano competition.
Her smile made me so happy that I wanted to keep trying harder.
At some point, I began to believe that her smile was proof of my worth.
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At the time, I wasn’t being forced to stay. No one said “You must not quit.”
And yet, I felt stuck. I felt like if I quit, I’d be left with nothing.
No job. No title. No role in society. No economic safety. Maybe… not even a sense of self.
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The worst life choice a person can make isn’t necessarily choosing the “wrong” career, partner, or place to live.
It’s not choosing at all — being paralyzed by endless possibilities, consumed by the fear of regret, and stuck in a state of indecision.
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Chapter 1: "The Role" in Laughter
"When you’re really ugly, people won’t let you forget it." Those words, over time, no longer feel strange when they reach my ears. My face has become a frequent target of laughter, and I’ve grown used to it.
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If I had to name one thing, it would be how deeply rooted our society is in "ranking culture"—and how that obsession can quietly erode our self-worth and individuality.
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If I were to write a short story inspired by what I hear in our society about overcoming Hikikomori, it would be about how a single joyful moment—watching a stranger sing on YouTube—shattered eight years of silence.
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