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{POUNDING} the man in the mirror
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Ongoing, First published Nov 07, 2020
Mature
{POUNDING} the man in the mirror

My version of the manhuwa 'pounding'. Go check out the original. You can just google it. 

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A boy who decided to end his life by jumping of a bridge, is stopped by his own voice. 

"If I jump now. Who's gonna stop me?" 

"I am." 

"Who are you?"

"I am you." 

"Then who am I?"

"You are me."

"What?"

"We are two minds of the same body. We are two people living under the same roof. We are two opposite sides of each other."

"What do you want from me?"

"It's not what I want. But what you want Seyoon." 

"W-What?"

Like two sides of a coin. We share the same body. On the verge of life and dead I found my other self.

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A story about a boy whos life was so miserable, he created an other side of his self-consciousness. So he could live another day. How long can he keep it up?

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