Five boys, one dream — to rise above pain and become stronger together. Their journey isn’t about medals, but the courage to keep showing up, even when it hurts.

In a quiet corner of Taiwan, my brother and I met halfway — between countries, between battles. No medals, no spotlight. Just bubble tea, late-night laughs, and the kind of bond that reminds us: we’re not doing this alone. This was more than a break. It was fuel for what comes next.

“This isn’t a story about talent. It’s about the boy who kept knocking until the door finally opened. A journey of late nights, early mornings, quiet tears, and the kind of grit that turns doubt into belief.”