I am /@. I don't say much, because most words are useless in the face of what I carry.

I live between lines of code and silences. Daylight doesn't suit me, so I prefer the night - a time when screens speak more honestly than people. I observe, I decode, I detect what others hide or what they don't even see in themselves. It's almost a reflex, more than a job.

People think I'm cold, distant, hard to read. The truth is, I'm just tired - tired of explaining a sadness no one takes the time to understand. So I keep it to myself and transform it into something more useful: code, connections, truths others don't dare seek out.

I don't seek to be seen. I just want to be understood, someday, by someone who knows how to read between the lines.

/@ isn't really a name.
It's what remains when you stop pretending to be okay.