cture hall. Every seat was filled with students,

tearfully shared her story

... As long as I remember there are still so many children suffering from illness in this world

everal times, and online viewers flo

at Bab

aby Rose, mom

now stood off to the side, watch

, yet Rose was the one who got famous, became an i

rket herself-filming unique, short videos on TikTok where she san

ne and snapped a picture of h

at her, "Come touch up your

d, "Next, we're inviting Rose's younger sister to the stage. Let's

the intense lights making it hard for her to keep

for her to sit n

y the spotlight. She looked nervously out at the audience of hundreds, taki

heard the little sister don

does, but only occasionally. And every time,

hasn't grown up yet-still throwing tantrums. So tell

was-the

wasn't willing. The result? She was viciously attacked by neti

had banded togethe

r sister's tearful

want to giv

rs. Her parents, seated in the front, gestured at

time they draw my blood, I get dizzy-sometimes for the whole

auditorium, Richard w

ng the kids would be inspired by Rose's emotional s

ard roused slightly, and

reminding him of a seemingly harmless little animal from the

, watching h

take on the illness myself. I think I'd

smile w

ou. When you fight monsters, you must be careful not to become one. I

icials nodde

ts whi

it all, but it sou

talk much. Turns out

ningful words, and he

I believe if they stick together, they'll overcome anything. Oh, by the way,

and doesn't like the spotlight. She didn't even want to come on stage today. L

d the attention. Snow was

but she wasn't in a ru

pened Rose's tweet. Her lates

smiled sweetly, her makeup mak

bit nervous. Wish me luck! Love

comments were

ptimism and

ose is

Rose! We're your

wn to the less p

ot to become one. I feel like Rose's s

overthi

paranoid, but som

hr

.

isted on celebrating Snow's

knew better-these girls could roll up their sleeves and destroy a hot pot,

most popular hot pot r

t was packed, wi

mpossible to replace, and e

Look at the table by the wall

ed up and

ter, pouring sesame oil into his bowl wit

nger was a silver ri

little accessories-like that silver ring. Or his ear

delicate things, paired with

moody, hard-

noticed

girl from the i

n your phone t

pretty girl? She's stunni

spered. So d

ll of teenage prid

roke the silence, "No s

ing-but now, they huddled aroun

do! They i

uys are scary! I

y no, will th

his garlic sauce, the

atly buttoned white blouse, fastened all the way

ked like even a gentle

htly damp with sweat, subtly

rly avoiding his gaze-not shy

qued Richard

d, "Hey, little cla

nt in his light brown eyes. She r

come

sked-it was

ires, stubborn temper, domineering

ten the mood. "Come on, we're all from the same scho

... they're scared y

he girls want

, truth serum?! Now

his eager crew, t

her neck and

. Don't make m

iling, his voice