In a world where smiles are common and happiness fills every corner, there are still a few souls who quietly suffer, longing for something they can never fully have.

At a crowded public place, laughter and chatter echo everywhere. People move around without a care, lost in their own happiness. Suddenly, that peace is shattered.

A stranger steps forward, his face filled with rage, his hands trembling—not with fear, but with anger.

Stranger:

"How dare you…! Because of that witch, I lost everything… all my happiness!" 😡

Before anyone can react, a gunshot rings out.

A man collapses instantly.

Silence spreads for a moment… then whispers begin. But there are no tears, no shock, no grief. Instead, something far more disturbing fills the air—relief.

Some even smile.

The man lying lifeless on the ground is Justin.

As his vision fades, his thoughts echo in the darkness.

Justin (in his thoughts):

"Why… why does this always happen to me? Why am I the one who gets punished every time? For her…? I don’t even care about her… yet I’m the one who suffers."

Justin was born into the well-known Davis family, a family respected for its power and status.

His father, Jonathan, was the head of the family—a strong, influential man. His mother, Amber… was a name no one liked to mention.

The day Justin was born should have been filled with joy. Instead, it became the beginning of his suffering.

Amber left him.

She abandoned him on a hospital bed and disappeared without a trace.

For 26 years, she never returned.

From that moment, Justin’s life was marked by her absence. People didn’t see him as an innocent child—they saw him as the son of a woman who ran away.

Whispers followed him everywhere.

"That’s the boy whose mother abandoned him."

"Something must be wrong with him."

Even his own father changed. Jonathan, once a strong figure, became distant and silent. He rarely spoke to Justin, as if the boy reminded him of everything he had lost.

The only warmth Justin ever felt came from his grandparents.

His grandmother, despite her hatred for Amber, raised Justin with care. She treated him like her own son, protecting him from the world as much as she could.

For a while, that was enough.

As Justin grew older, he tried to build a life of his own.

He fell in love with Heather, the daughter of a wealthy businessman. For the first time, he believed he could escape his past.

But reality didn’t allow it.

When his grandmother approached Heather’s family with a marriage proposal, they rejected him without hesitation.

Not because of who he was… but because of who his mother was.

That one truth destroyed everything.

Later, due to unexpected circumstances, Justin married Melan, the daughter of a maid.

It wasn’t a grand love story at first, but over time, they found comfort in each other.

For a brief moment… life felt normal.

Peaceful.

Almost happy.

Then, Amber returned.

Her presence brought nothing but destruction.

Without warning, she killed Justin’s grandmother—the one person who had always stood by him.

The shock was too much for his grandfather, who soon passed away.

Justin’s world began collapsing.

In a fit of rage and pain, Jonathan killed Amber. But the guilt of his actions consumed him, and he ended his own life shortly after.

Within days, Justin lost his entire family.

But fate wasn’t finished with him yet.

During the chaos, Melan lost their child.

The grief was unbearable. Unable to stay, she left Justin and moved on with someone else.

Once again, he was abandoned.

His uncles, Stephen and Joseph, who should have supported him, instead fought over property. They divided everything and walked away, leaving Justin alone.

Completely alone.

With no family, no support, and no happiness left, Justin became a target.

People blamed him for everything that had happened. They didn’t see his pain—they only saw his connection to Amber.

To them, he was the reason.

They tortured him, both mentally and physically.

And in the end… they killed him.

Now, as he lies lifeless, the world continues as if nothing happened.

No one mourns him.

No one remembers his suffering.

Because to them, he was never Justin.

He was only…

“The villainess’s son.”

The truth is simple, yet often ignored:

Don’t judge someone based on what you hear or what you see on the surface.

Some wounds are invisible, but they hurt deeper than anything else.

When everything is taken away, what remains is not strength… but emptiness.

And that emptiness can destroy a person long before death comes.

Justin was not the only one.

There are many like him in this world.

If you are one… try to find a way out.

If you know one… don’t turn away.

Because sometimes, a little understanding can save a life that is silently breaking.

...continue....

Justin slowly opened his eyes… or at least tried to.

His body felt… weird.

Light.

Too light.

Justin (thinking):

"Wait… I died, right? Then why do I feel like I’m floating? Don’t tell me… am I in hell?"

He squeezed his eyes shut again.

"No flames… no demons… maybe this is peaceful hell?"

Just as he was about to overthink his afterlife situation, a voice interrupted him.

Not a scary devil voice.

Not even slightly threatening.

It sounded… normal.

Too normal.

Voice:

"Justin, wake up. You’re going to be late for school." 😐

Justin froze.

"School?"

Slowly, very slowly, he opened his eyes.

And then—

Justin:

"AHHHHHHH!" 😱

Right in front of him stood Lauren.

But not the “serious adult aunt” Lauren he remembered.

This Lauren looked… young.

Too young.

Suspiciously young.

Lauren:

"Why are you screaming, brat?" 😐

Justin:

"Aunt Lauren?! Why do you look so young?!" 😱

Lauren blinked.

Then frowned.

Lauren:

"Excuse me? When did I ever look old?" 😒

Justin sat up suddenly, panic increasing.

Justin:

"Wait… you said school… SCHOOL?!" 😱

Lauren:

"Yes?" 😎

Justin:

"…How old am I?" 😅

Lauren crossed her arms like she was judging his entire existence.

Lauren:

"Ten. Why?" 😎

Silence.

One second.

Two seconds.

Then—

Justin:

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" 😱

Lauren immediately covered her ears.

Lauren:

"MY EARS! Sister Megan, come here! This brat is trying to make me deaf!" 😒

Megan rushed into the room.

She froze at the scene.

Justin looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Lauren looked like she was ready to file a complaint against him.

Megan:

"What happened? Justin? Justin?!" 😶

Justin slowly turned his head toward Megan.

Saw her face.

Young.

Alive.

Normal.

Justin:

"…AHHHHHH!" 😱

Lauren sighed deeply.

Lauren:

"I knew it. He’s broken." 😮‍💨

Meanwhile…

In Thomas’s room

Thomas jumped out of bed.

Thomas:

"AHHH! EARTHQUAKE! TSUNAMI! SAVE ME!" 😱

He grabbed his blanket and hid under it.

In Emily’s room

Emily didn’t even look up.

Emily:

"Again?" 😐

She calmly continued her work like this was part of her daily routine.

In the hall

Joseph sipped his tea peacefully.

Joseph:

"That’s your son, Stephen." 😎

Stephen didn’t even react.

Stephen:

"Again?" 😑

Jonathan sat silently, as usual. 🫥

Grandmother smiled gently.

Grandmother:

"What happened?" 😊

Grandfather sighed.

Grandfather:

"Now what did Thomas do?" 😒

Back in Justin’s room…

Megan had officially lost patience.

Megan (shouting):

"JUSTIN! BE QUIET!" 😡

Justin immediately froze.

Silent.

Completely still.

Inside, something strange happened.

He wasn’t scared.

He was… shocked.

Justin (thinking):

"She… scolded me?"

For someone else, it might feel normal.

But for Justin… it was new.

He had never really been scolded like this before.

And somehow… it didn’t feel bad.

It felt…

Warm.

Like someone actually cared.

Lauren, however, was not impressed.

Lauren (angry):

"Sister!" 😡

In the hall

Joseph nearly dropped his cup.

Joseph:

"Wait… was that my wife’s voice?!" 😱

Stephen looked confused.

Stephen:

"…Did I just hear Justin?" 😶

For the first time, Jonathan slightly lifted his head.

Everyone went silent.

Even the air felt suspicious.

Normally, Justin never made noise.

He was quiet.

Too quiet.

Always acting mature.

Like nothing affected him.

So whenever loud chaos happened, everyone automatically blamed Thomas.

Because Thomas was… well… Thomas.

A professional “morning screamer.”

But today?

Something was different.

Very different.

All three brothers slowly turned their heads toward one place.

Justin’s room.

Back inside the room, Justin sat there, still processing everything.

Justin (thinking):

"I… went back?"

Ten years old.

Same house.

Same people.

Same pain… waiting.

But this time…

He remembered everything.

He looked around the room.

At Lauren arguing.

At Megan being angry.

At life… moving normally.

And suddenly—

.... continue.....

Inside Justin’s room, chaos was still fresh in the air.

Lauren looked worried for the first time in her life.

Lauren:

"What happened, Justin?" 😓

Megan sighed and stepped closer.

Megan:

"Sorry, Justin… I shouted at you." 😕

Justin immediately panicked.

Justin:

"No no no, please don’t say sorry, Aunt!" 😱

That sentence alone made both Lauren and Megan freeze.

"Who is this child… and what has he done with Justin?"

Just then, the rest of the family entered the room.

Jonathan walked in and stopped.

Justin’s face… looked scared.

Not normal scared.

“Lost in another world” scared.

For a moment, Jonathan’s serious expression broke.

Jonathan:

"Are you okay?" 😥

Justin didn’t answer.

Instead…

He suddenly jumped forward and hugged Jonathan tightly.

Very tightly.

Like someone who just found something he lost forever.

Everyone froze.

Even the air froze.

Even Thomas, who had come running for “earthquake rescue,” froze.

Of course, Justin’s reaction made sense.

In his previous life… his father had died.

And now—

Here he was.

Alive.

Younger.

And… annoyingly handsome.

Jonathan awkwardly patted his back.

Jonathan:

"What happened?" 😨

Justin pulled back slightly, smiling like nothing was wrong.

Justin:

"Nothing… my handsome dad." 😊

Silence.

Complete silence.

Joseph slowly leaned toward Stephen.

Joseph (whispering):

"…Did he just call him handsome?" 😶

Stephen nodded slowly.

Stephen:

"We lost him." 😐

Instead of feeling happy about this emotional father-son moment, everyone was deeply concerned.

Because Justin…

Was acting like he had just respawned in a new game.

Lauren and Megan stayed inside the room with Justin.

They kept watching him like he might suddenly start flying.

Because honestly, at this point, anything felt possible.

Justin kept looking at everyone like it was his “first time seeing humans.”

Like a lost puppy.

But the truth?

He was a lost child.

Just… with 26 years of trauma installed.

In the hall

The adults gathered for an emergency meeting.

Stephen:

"Should we inform… her?" 😨

Jonathan instantly glared.

Jonathan:

😠

Joseph casually sipped water like he was watching a drama.

Joseph:

"Brother, even if Justin thinks his mother ran away… we know the truth. And technically… she has rights." 😂

Grandmother slammed her hand.

Grandmother:

"Don’t you dare call her while I’m alive!" 😠

Grandfather crossed his arms.

Grandfather:

"If you don’t call her, I will." 😤

Jonathan stood there silently.

😶

Inside his mind?

Flashbacks.

Pain.

Regret.

Ten years of buried memories suddenly knocking loudly.

Meanwhile… at school

Three bullies were standing like they owned the place.

Bully 1:

"Where is that brat Justin?" 😏

Thomas stepped forward bravely (for about 3 seconds).

Thomas:

"Don’t call my brother that!" 😤

Emily didn’t even look at them properly.

Emily:

"Don’t talk to them. Even dogs bark… but they don’t bite." 😏

Bullies gasped.

Bully 2:

"You—!" 😠

Suddenly—

Bully 3:

"PRINCIPAL IS COMING!" 😥

All three instantly turned into “innocent students.”

Truth is…

Thomas and Emily loved Justin a lot.

But Justin always kept distance.

Because if they got close…

They’d get bullied too.

Somewhere else in the school…

A 10-year-old girl stood inside the principal’s office.

She looked completely fine.

The boy in front of her?

Looked like he fought a lion.

And lost.

The boy’s mother was furious.

Principal:

"What is this, madam? She is a small girl! Fighting like this?" 😠

The lady sitting beside the girl looked calm.

Too calm.

Suspiciously calm.

Principal:

"If this continues, we will issue a transfer certificate!" 😠

No response.

Principal started sweating.

Principal:

"At least say something, madam!" 😠

Boy’s mother jumped in.

Boy’s Mother:

"Make her apologize to my son!" 😠

The lady smiled.

Not a normal smile.

A dangerous smile.

Lady:

"Someone is coming. She’ll talk." 😏

Door opens dramatically.

A woman enters.

Dark aura.

Full villain energy.

Entire school outside:

👀👀👀👀👀

No one dared to blink.

Suddenly—

Lady inside:

"Sis!" 😁

Cute voice.

Everyone: 🤯

Girl:

"Aunt Amber, they said girls shouldn’t hit boys." 😏

Adding fuel to fire.

Lady:

"And they want her to apologize." 😤

Amber stepped forward slowly.

Amber:

"Is that true, sir?" 👿

Principal’s soul left his body.

Returned.

Left again.

Principal (panic mode):

"NO NO! Boy’s side is wrong! THEY should apologize!" 😅

Boy’s mother: 😶

Principal:

"Apologize immediately!" 😅

Boy’s Mother:

"Sorry, madam! Sorry, child!" 😅

Principal:

"YOU TOO!" 😅

Boy:

*"Sorry… Lucy… sorry, aunt…" 🥲

Amber:

"Don’t repeat it." 👿

Everyone nodded like robots.

Amber:

"Let’s go." 👿

Lucy:

"Okay, aunt!" 😄

Natalie:

"Okay, sis!" 😁

They walked out.

Whole school:

collective exhale

Boy’s Mother:

"Who even is she?" 😠

Principal whispered like it was a horror story.

Principal:

"You know Jonathan Davis?" 🤔

Boy’s Mother:

"Oh, that handsome man? His wife ran away, right?" 😅

Principal looked at her with pity.

Principal:

"…That is his wife." 🥲

Boy’s mother:

😶

Brain:

system crashed 💀

....continue....