Betty Harrison: ...…
"She doesn't deserve it, so why do you follow her?"
"Because I don't have any better options."
Ben Clinton seriously answered her question.
Betty Harrison looked as if she wanted to see right through Ben Clinton, "When I was in high school, I wrote an essay about a protagonist with the same name as you."
"He was a soldier, a peacekeeping officer leading the way on the fringes, and also a hero."
"Are you him?"
Ben Clinton was deeply moved by these words. He never thought that someone would still remember him after so many years of leaving this country.
But he couldn't show his shock. He was now a fugitive, a nameless and unremarkable fugitive.
The fewer people that knew about his identity, the better.
One day, Betty Harrison said, "He is my idol."
The word "idol" felt like several mountains pressing down on his shoulders.
He never thought that someone like him, who had lived such a terrible life, could be someone else's idol.
