“Mommy, is there a way I can become short?”

“Hm? Why’s that, honey?”

“Because I want to be like everyone else. I don’t want to be tall.” Mingyu said. “Nobody wants to be friends with me because I’m too tall…”

“Honey, don’t worry. Being tall isn’t bad. Look at all the basketball players, and the handsome models and actors.”

Mingyu frowned. He didn’t like being tall. He didn’t like being called ‘FrankenGyu’ or ‘Loch Min Monster’ or ‘Gyuzilla’. He just wanted to be Mingyu.

Everyone made him feel like an outcast. Like he didn’t belong with anyone just because he could see the crown of their heads. Everyone treated him like a buffoon.

Everyone but one person.