He slipped into your living room long before you knew he existed. A boy on a black‑and‑white screen, shaping your idea of “good” without ever asking for your attention. You saw him, but never really knew him. Just when his name might have become unavoidable, it disappeared instead. A role evaporated. A future rewrote itself. That’s when his real life bega… Continues…
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