Sitting on an isolated rock on a mountain is a little boy, staring into space with a heavy heart full of unspoken pain and desire. His mind is clouded with wishes and hopes of escaping, even if it seems like an impossible dream. He seems lonely as he sits, with his teary eyes, bruised lips, and cheeks; he heaves a sigh, exhaling air from his heavy chest.

Just then he heard a continuous grunt that came from the side and turned his head to see a replica of him struggling as he climbed the mountain and walked to where he was sitting.

" Why do you always have to sit...