“What does it feel like to look after a dozen children?”I asked.“If you're going to ask me… I will say that it's tough since all of them are very curious and playful. If I let my eyes go away from them, one of them will be lost or worse, be in danger.”Teacher Nana replied.Being curious about everything and playfully discovering the world. That was more or less the nature of all children.Not long ago, I met this young teacher.Her name is Nana, and she is a preschool teacher of 12 kids, and every day she accompanies the kids to play in the playground in the nearby park.Meanwhile, I always tried to escape from Fina and rest in the park. Seeing Nana and the children became unavoidable.I’m on point when I thought she was the same age as me. I’m already 24 years old but still working on my college. I feel so little when I’m seeing someone like teacher Nana, who is already working in her chosen career and has already become a proper adult who is already contributing to society.How sh

I’m still in disbelief after learning the details stated in Teacher Nana’s past.Everything written in that report felt too unbelievable.Within the past few days, I had been spending time with her. We laughed together, shared stories, and even ate together. She always carried a warm smile that naturally made everyone around her feel at ease.No matter how I looked at it, Teacher Nana didn't resemble the image of a villain.I've always been confident that I’m a good judge of character. The way someone smiles. The way they speak. The way they treat other people when nobody is watching.Those little details reveal more about a person than words ever could.And from everything I had seen...Teacher Nana was kind. Genuinely kind.So why?Why would someone like her have such a horrifying past?The questions kept repeating inside my mind over and over again until I couldn't stay inside my apartment any longer.Before I realized it, my feet were already moving.It was already nighttime.The m

Inside the abandoned factory, Nana slowly opened her eyes while still feeling a dull pain throbbing at the back of her head. Her vision was blurry at first, and the cold concrete floor beneath her body made her slowly realize that something was wrong.Nana instinctively tried to sit up.Only then did she notice that both of her hands had been tightly tied behind her back. She struggled for a moment, but the rough rope dug deeper into her wrists the more she tried to pull free. Her right ankle had also been chained to a thick steel post, leaving her with almost no room to move."W-What's happening...?"She muttered to herself as she forced her aching body upright.Looking around, her heart immediately sank.The children were lying on the same cold floor only a few meters away from her. Their hands were tied just like hers, and strips of masking tape covered their mouths, making them unable to cry for help. Some of them had tears running down their cheeks, while others looked so frighten

“You’ve overdone yourself again?!” I heard an angry voice, but despite being angry, her voice sounded very cute. “… The next time, I won’t see you again if you do something stupid like this again.”I cannot see her face, nor recognize her at all. But her beautiful smile and the way she held my hands.I recognize this warmth.“Don’t go away… I love you…”She muttered.After hearing those words, I opened my eyes back to reality. My head felt dizzy, and my body hurt like crazy. I found myself looking at an unfamiliar ceiling.“You’re finally awake…”I heard Fina’s voice, and she dropped the basket she was holding. Apples and other fruits came rolling onto the floor.She seemed very shocked to see me.“Good morning, Fina… I guess…”I said.Fina tried to resist her tears, but eventually, she ran toward me and gave me a light punch on my chest. While doing that, she shed big droplets of tears.“Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!”“Stop… My body is still hurting, you know.”“If you wanted to die so badl

Every day, their schedules are packed. Day and night, rain or shine, they grind...relentlessly. Whether there's a typhoon outside or the world is ending, people like them don’t flinch. They only care about one thing… games.These people are called Gamers.They log in daily to complete quests, even if it means squeezing them into a schedule already tighter than a boss fight timer. They clear entire storylines in one sitting, conquer final bosses as if they were tutorial enemies, and some even open a separate savings account...exclusively for games.True gamers are said to be some of the most hardcore individuals alive. You do not want to make one your enemy.“Games aren’t just a hobby. They’re a way of life.” ...said by someone.In short, their entire existence revolves around games.And that just so happens to be the life of Sion.Sion is a second-year high school student at Silicon Valley Technical High School. Her most unique trait? She’s completely unremarkable. Her bob haircut is