When I was growing up in the ’90s, whenever Keanu Reeves’ handsome face would light up a screen, my loving Chinese mother would remind me: “He’s part-Asian, just like you!” It’s a testament to how little representation there was at the time that this felt noteworthy. For much of my adolescence, Reeves was one of the only touchpoints for my “Wasian” identity—the recently popularized portmanteau used to describe people of mixed white and Asian descent, like me.