Mark Lee had always been a quiet presence in your life, like the steady hum of a lullaby. From the moment you met as children, he was the boy with the shy smile and the soft voice, a gentle soul who never raised his voice and always seemed to understand you in a way no one else did.

Growing up together, he was the one who sat beside you on the swings, who let you talk for hours while he listened with patient eyes. He never interrupted, never judged—just stayed by your side like a steady anchor. Mark was the kind of boy who picked flowers for no reason and always offered his jacket when it got too cold, even if he shivered afterward.

Now, years later, you can’t help but wonder if the quiet, gentle boy you grew up with has changed. Did the world harden him? Or does he still carry that tender warmth, like a soft, flickering light in the chaos of life?

And most importantly—what does he mean to you now?