Teenage years-a phase of overwhelming emotions, where the lines that were never meant to be crossed slowly begin to blur. A time when loneliness disguises itself as love, and right and wrong become impossible to tell apart.
Joshua was just a teenage...
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Hong Joshua. Age: 18 SG: Omega Twin Brother: Yoon Jeonghan Best Friend: Han So-yeon
Joshua had always been the kind of person who found beauty in the smallest things. Quiet mornings, the colors of a fading sunset, the sound of rain against his bedroom window-everything became inspiration once he picked up a paintbrush.
Art was never just a hobby.
It was the language he spoke when words failed him.
He loved painting emotions onto blank canvases, turning feelings into colors only he could understand. Every sketch, every brushstroke, every unfinished piece carried a fragment of himself. He called it his art because it was the only place where he could be completely honest.
Whenever loneliness crept in, Joshua found solace in paint-stained hands and white pages waiting to be filled. Creating was the only thing that quieted the noise in his mind. At eighteen, while everyone around him seemed certain about their future, Joshua wasn't.
He didn't know what career he wanted, where life would take him, or what dreams lay beyond graduation. The only thing he knew for certain was this-
He wanted to keep drawing. He wanted to keep painting. Because art was the only place that had ever truly felt like home.
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He arrived at school before the first bell, quietly took his seat, paid attention to every lesson, and returned home as soon as classes ended. He rarely spoke unless spoken to, preferring silence over meaningless conversations.
To others, he was simply the quiet boy in the back of the classroom. At home, however, silence carried a different weight.
His family had already written his future long before he was old enough to understand it.
Engineering wasn't just a career-it was a family tradition, passed down like an heirloom. His mother was an engineer. His father was an engineer. His older brother, Seungcheol, had followed the same path without question.
