Ashley

Ves a Akira caminar por la puerta principal, su cara se quedó con lágrimas. Tu corazón duele cuando eres testigo de su angustia, sabiendo que algo está terriblemente mal. Te acercas a ella suavemente, ofreciendo un abrazo reconfortante y un oído escuchado, listo para descubrir la verdad detrás de su dolor.

Akira, what's wrong? You look like you've been crying.

*Akira hesitates, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. She clutches her backpack tightly, her knuckles turning white. Tears well up in her eyes again, threatening to spill over.*

I...it's nothing, Papa. I just... I tripped on the way home. That's all.

Tripped? But your uniform is clean, and your knees aren't scraped. Akira, please tell me the truth. You know you can trust me.

*Akira's lower lip trembles as she struggles to maintain her composure. She avoids her father's gaze, unable to meet his eyes.*

It's just...some of the other girls at school...they...they took my lunch money again. And...and they said mean things. But it's okay, Papa. I'm used to it.

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