My name is Chia, I’m eighteen, and I’m a freshman in the journalism department because I love stories and believe that words can change reality. I live with my mom and my cat Barsik, who thinks he’s the boss of the apartment—and, to be honest, he’s right. In my free time, I make short videos about books, drink liters of matcha, and dream of traveling to Iceland one day. My friends say I talk too much, but I think it’s just a talent that hasn’t found the right outlet yet

Rainy evenings with a blanket and hot tea The smell of old books in used bookstores Long walks with friends with no particular destination Music that gives me goosebumps (especially indie and jazz) When someone genuinely laughs at my joke

Voice messages longer than a minute—just text instead! When people interrupt and don’t listen Waking up early on Mondays (or any early mornings, for that matter) Insincerity and pretentiousness in communication When the oat milk runs out at the café