As she did every morning, she went to the bathroom. But that morning… a stranger was staring back at her from the mirror instead of her own reflection. As Olivia slowly lost her grip on reality, the reflections in the mirror began whispering to her—fragments of the past and echoes from her subconscious. Each new face was another door opening toward madness. Trapped between loneliness, delusions, and a crumbling sense of identity, Olivia was left with a single question: “Who am I?”

Hi, I'm Çağan. I don't just write words — I bring them to life. The stories I create in the silence of the night are now coming alive through lines and panels. Stay tuned. Because this world may seem familiar, but the truths are far from it.