He once had a name, but it has long since been lost in circus dust and spit. Nowadays, people only call him "Ayi", the ghost-like pale clown with strange-colored eyes. The boss sees him as a spectacle, the audience sees him as a monster, and he himself only knows how to use vulgar jokes and disturbing tricks in exchange for a meal that won't go rancid. He lives outside the world's horizon. His blurred eyes cannot see the faces of the audience clearly, but he can clearly feel the curiosity and disgust in every glance. Until that man arrived, a seemingly gentle light shone into his dirty prison, but it was about to ignite a more bloody fate.
Intention: I don't know what to write