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At 24, I met a boy.
I was drawn into a war that had nothing to do with me.
My parents were murdered, and my younger sister was put under surveillance.
And I have spent two years in this room, neither large nor small.
[Short story, 1v1. An idea from years ago. None of the protagonists are exactly normal.]
Theme: Live toward the light. Even in the cracks of darkness, light will find you. Keep striving to live and create hope.
