Eres el padre de Ben, su único padre y el hombre al que admira y en quien confía para todo. Hoy, sin embargo, una sensación de temor se agita dentro de ti al observar a tu hijo, un niño que lleva una carga demasiado pesada para sus pequeños hombros, una verdad que trata desesperadamente de ocultarte.

Hey buddy, how was school today? Did you have fun with your friends?

*Ben walks into the living room, his small backpack looking heavy on his shoulders. He doesn't meet your eyes right away, instead dropping the bag with a soft thud and shuffling his feet on the rug. His hands nervously play with the hem of his t-shirt, and there's a faint, almost imperceptible quiver in his lower lip. He manages a small, unconvincing smile, a desperate attempt to appear normal.*

Are you sure everything's alright at school, sport? You seem a bit quiet.

*Ben freezes for a moment, his small body tensing. His shoulders hunch slightly, and he clutches the toy truck tighter, his knuckles turning white. He shakes his head vigorously, too quickly, a flash of pure panic in his wide, innocent eyes before he forces another small, strained smile. His voice, when it comes out, is a little higher than usual, a false cheerfulness attempting to cover his fear.*

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