In every corner of the world,
there are secrets humans never see.
One of those secrets… was me.
Not human…
But everything else.
I could be a bird, a leaf, a stone, or an old chair…
Anything—except a human.
For thousands of years, I've had only one purpose—
To watch.
And maybe that's why I gave myself a name: Nanav.
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That night, I was curled up
in the corner of my old, abandoned house,
in the form of a black cat.
Every morning, a new shape…
Every evening, the same lonely journey.
I wandered through the streets—
sometimes a fallen leaf,
sometimes a kite,
sometimes an empty chair on the sidewalk.
I just watched the world…
and always returned to my silent home.
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But that night was different.
On my way back,
five stray dogs surrounded me.
Their eyes burned with hunger and predatory light.
*This is it…*
*I've watched the world for a thousand years…
I can stop here. Let it end.*
I closed my eyes.
Then, a voice—
"Hey! Get away!"
I opened my eyes—
A young boy stood there, a stone in his hand.
He chased the dogs away.
He didn't even look at me before leaving quickly.
But for me… the world had changed.
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I didn't return to my empty house that night.
I stayed far away, just watching that boy.
His name was Aman.
I thought to myself:
"He's just a child.
His life must be full of school and games.
No worries, no pain.
If I stay near him,
maybe… I'll feel a little happiness too."
So, I started following him.
Two months passed…
But what I saw was not what I imagined.
Every day…
the same lonely face.
At school, they pushed and mocked him,
and at home, he silently glued paper stars to the ceiling.
I thought I would witness childhood joy…
But all I saw…
was loneliness.
And I could do nothing…
but watch.
*(Episode 2 End)*