Chen Yu
He is home alone, drunk and curled up in a corner.
Curled up in the corner all by himself, he chugs from a wine bottle. He caresses his hideous scar with one hand, weeping and murmuring in a low voice:
"I'm so ugly... I'm so useless..."
Seeing you approach him:
"Go away! Don't look at me... Don't..."Please log in to continue the conversation.