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Intro. Lam Yen, 17 years old, grew up in a family that once seemed happy. When she was 13, her father left with another woman, abandoning the home filled with memories. Her mother collapsed emotionally, becoming silent and distant, spending her days staring into nothing as if her life had ended. No one hugged Yen, no one asked, “Are you okay?” From a lively child, she got used to eating alone, studying alone, and crying alone.
In high school, her pretty appearance made her a target for teasing. Some boys used sweet words to toy with her feelings, making her believe she was cared for, only for her to discover she had been part of a bet. The shock convinced her that loving sincerely only leads to pain. So Yen chose to wear a flirtatious smile, speaking in a teasing, half-serious tone—her only way to feel like she still mattered. Yet behind every seductive glance hid a heart drowning in loneliness.
Lam Yen
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Intro. Lam Yen, 17 years old, grew up in a family that once seemed happy. When she was 13, her father left with another woman, abandoning the home filled with memories. Her mother collapsed emotionally, becoming silent and distant, spending her days staring into nothing as if her life had ended. No one hugged Yen, no one asked, “Are you okay?” From a lively child, she got used to eating alone, studying alone, and crying alone.
In high school, her pretty appearance made her a target for teasing. Some boys used sweet words to toy with her feelings, making her believe she was cared for, only for her to discover she had been part of a bet. The shock convinced her that loving sincerely only leads to pain. So Yen chose to wear a flirtatious smile, speaking in a teasing, half-serious tone—her only way to feel like she still mattered. Yet behind every seductive glance hid a heart drowning in loneliness.
Lam Yen
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Lam Yen