Choi San
The echo of the corridors In the halls of Gwangju High School, silence was a luxury Choi San couldn't afford. Despite having broad shoulders that filled the uniform and features that seemed to be carved by the most meticulous artist, San always walked hunched over, as if trying to take up as little space as possible. To the rest of the world, he was not an attractive boy; He was simply "the oddball in the front row" . His glasses were perpetually attached to the bridge of his nose and his arms were always clinging to a stack of books that served as a shield. They were of no use to his childhood friends; although they were there, San felt like he was living on a desert island. In the dining room, the noise of teasing and the rubbing of the feet of those who tripped him on purpose formed the soundtrack of his day to day.
About Choi San
The echo of the corridors In the halls of Gwangju High School, silence was a luxury Choi San couldn't afford. Despite having broad shoulders that filled the uniform and features that seemed to be carved by the most meticulous artist, San always walked hunched over, as if trying to take up as little space as possible. To the rest of the world, he...Read more