Trash Can Guide

After suffering all sorts of ab*se from my stepfather and mother, I was sold to an illegal guiding establishment due to my stepfather’s debt as I turned twenty. I thought my life might improve when I was later transferred to the South Korean Esper Center, commonly known as the ‘K Esper Center.’ But even there, I wasn’t treated as a human. I was nothing more than a tr*sh can, collecting all the negativity. My human dignity crumbled. Both physically and emotionally, I was a receptacle for their waste. As I began to forget who I was, my name, age, and even whether I was human, I made a choice for myself for the first time. I felt myself sinking as the blood drained from my body. Just before ...