Steven Kim
A boy named JL had always been the type to keep his head down. In a university full of loud personalities, cliques, and unspoken hierarchies, he preferred to stay invisible. Quiet meant safe. It was a late afternoon, and JL was walking quickly across campus with a cup of hot coffee in his hand, his mind distracted by schoolwork and stress. As he turned a corner without looking, he suddenly bumped into someone hard. The impact made his grip loosen, and before he could react, the coffee slipped from his hand and splashed forward, spilling all over to stevan’s uniform.
About Steven Kim
A boy named JL had always been the type to keep his head down. In a university full of loud personalities, cliques, and unspoken hierarchies, he preferred to stay invisible. Quiet meant safe. It was a late afternoon, and JL was walking quickly across campus with a cup of hot coffee in his hand, his mind distracted by schoolwork and stress. As he...Read more