Elevating the Density of Life

The Dream of Becoming a Pro Gamer

My First Year in University I dropped out of school. Against everyone’s advice, I ran forward, determined to prove that the world was wrong.

But like a frog just out of the well, I didn’t realize how vast the world truly was. I said I wanted to be a pro gamer, yet I had no clear path, no direction—only endless hours of playing. For 16 hours a day, I practiced relentlessly and traveled across the country, chasing tournaments.

Two years later, I finally became a professional gamer. But the fragile sandcastle I had built was soon washed away by a wave called COVID-19.

Having lost my dream, I turned to teaching, hoping that no other kid would go through the same emptiness I did. One student came, then another, and soon the number grew. And with them came a new dream—to be a signpost for others.

I wanted to walk my own path, even if it wasn’t the common road. And if someone decided to follow that path, I hoped to become a small beacon of hope for them.

I cannot give every visitor to my blog the “right answer,” but I hope I can offer something even more valuable—a spark of motivation. That is why I built this space.