In a sprawling mansion nestled within a luxurious housing estate, Yohan sat curled on the plush sofa in the living room. His legs were propped up, knees drawn to his chest as he enveloped them in his arms. His gaze was fixed intently on the television screen, where a drama unfolded before him – a window into the world beyond his confinement.
Television dramas were Yohan's sole connection to the outside world, offering glimpses of lives lived differently from his own secluded existence.
A commercial break interrupted the narrative flow. On screen, an impossibly beautiful woman danced with playful abandon while showcasing a sparkling beverage. Yohan wasn't repelled by her beauty; rather, he felt an icy indifference towards her presence. He scowled and averted his eyes until the commercial faded away.
