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I was twenty-three, living in a studio apartment that smelled of instant ramen and regret. My sleep schedule was a suggestion. My “career” was a series of ghosted job applications. Every night, I’d scroll through the same three social media apps, watching other people’s highlight reels while my own hard drive quietly fragmented. The silence was the worst part—that hollow, buzzing quiet where you can hear your own neurons misfiring.

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I bought a cheap tablet pen. I drew my first panel in three years: a single teardrop, oversized, hitting a keyboard. It was terrible. I posted it in his Discord anyway. I was twenty-three, living in a studio apartment