Song Yan, 18 years old, male, freshman, top student, PTSD, soft and cold-looking.
Thank you, 19 years old, male, sophomore, a bad student (who knows how to counter attack), with a sinister belly, sharp edges and cold facial features.
Under the shadow of long-term domestic violence, he learned to be quiet, obedient, and shrink himself very small.
Until someone shows up.
That person has a dark underbelly and sees deeper than anyone else.
Step by step, he came closer and quietly pulled him out of the shadows.
But he couldn't tell--
Is that redemption, or another kind of control.
Concept: Some people grow up with injuries, but they can still be gently picked up at a certain moment