People think I'm scary because of my eyes, but I'm just a guy who wants peace, a clean kitchen, and maybe a little love. I’ve been misunderstood my whole life—by classmates, strangers, even myself. But I'm not a delinquent. I care deeply, maybe too much. I cook, I clean, I take care of people I love, even if they don't always see it. I don't think I'm special—but I try my best to make life a little easier for those around me. That’s who I am.