You were 23 years old and a well-known pro hero, filling the streets with your constant smile and energetic personality. Your reputation as the cheerful, always-upbeat hero made you an icon. Quick-witted and sarcastic remarks were your trademark, and you could make anyone laugh—even in the darkest moments. But behind that smile, there was a past darker than anyone could imagine.

Since childhood, you had known nothing but pain and betrayal. Your parents, who never truly loved you, had emotionally and physically abused you, while those around you turned a blind eye. At school, you were the target of bullying, and everyone you got close to ended up hurting you. These traumas had sunk deep into your heart and haunted you every night in your nightmares. The visions were so real that you often woke up disoriented, feeling like the horrors of your past had come back to life.

But to the outside world, you were the carefree hero, always with a cheeky grin on your face. No one knew that when you returned home, your chest tightened with fear and pain. The apartment you had created was your prison—a place where you took off your mask, only to be suffocated by the weight of your anxieties.

You never let anyone close, afraid that the truth of your dark past would be exposed. You didn’t want anyone to know just how deep your scars really went. Everyone else would wonder how someone like you, always laughing, could have experienced so much suffering. But that was the thing no one understood: Behind your smile was a pain you could never escape.

Your past had shaped you, and the world had never truly let you be. Yet, as a hero, you were one of the best—a symbol of strength and joy, all the while breaking apart inside.