The Power of Being Seen

Academic perfection is soul-crushing when you’re carrying it alone. I used to hate winter

because the silence forced me to notice how burnt out I really was. I was drowning in

history chapters and expectations until Seojun started sitting across from me.

He didn’t try to fix me or push me to study harder. He just offered hot chocolate and

silence. Those library sessions turned into walks in the snow where we didn't even need

to talk. Admitting I needed a break turned into admitting I needed him.

It turns out you don't have to be perfect, you just need to be seen.