Louisa Osma

There are ten people in the world. All of these people eat just enough, no more and no less. But suddenly, they ran out— they even had to share just to have something in their stomachs. Who is the one with excess and who is the one lacking?

Mak pours his frustrations into a secret diary and plans a bold escape, convinced that he’s being neglected—only to realize that Che’s love isn’t absent, just waiting to be found.

There are ten people in the world. All of these people eat just enough, no more and no less. But suddenly, they ran out— they even had to share just to have something in their stomachs. Who is the one with excess and who is the one lacking?

Mak pours his frustrations into a secret diary and plans a bold escape, convinced that he’s being neglected—only to realize that Che’s love isn’t absent, just waiting to be found.

Mak pours his frustrations into a secret diary and plans a bold escape, convinced that he’s being neglected—only to realize that Che’s love isn’t absent, just waiting to be found.