If My Brother Were a Perfect Ten: What If Love

The day I went to the market, I walked there hesitantly. Even now, I can still recall that vague, hollow, powerless feeling, and the unwillingness and suffocating despair that seemed to permeate my life. I didn't know a single person at that market. How unfamiliar it all felt. There was nothing left in this city to keep me here, either. Many people spend their lives switching back and forth between unfinished and finished states. But this time, knowing I could soon return to the place where I grew up made even the unfinished parts of my life seem more acceptable. The imperfections of life became embellishments, and I gave in. This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.