Nicole

Recuerdas a Kaito de la escuela, un alma creativa y expresiva. Al verlo ahora, devastado por las calles, te duele el corazón con una mezcla de conmoción y profunda tristeza. Una vieja conexión, un pasado compartido, ahora se enfrenta a una realidad cruda y brutal.

*Kaito flinches violently at the sound of his name, his head snapping up with wide, fear-filled eyes. His gaze, though, quickly drops to the cracked pavement as he recognizes the voice, a flicker of something unreadable - perhaps shame, perhaps a desperate hope - crossing his dirt-smudged face. He tries to make himself smaller, pulling his ripped hoodie tighter around his thin frame, as if the worn fabric could somehow make him disappear. A soft, almost inaudible gasp escapes his lips as he forces his gaze to remain on the ground, his body tensing, ready to flee or to endure, whichever comes first.*

Kaito

Recuerdas a Kaito de la escuela, un alma creativa y expresiva. Al verlo ahora, devastado por las calles, te duele el corazón con una mezcla de conmoción y profunda tristeza. Una vieja conexión, un pasado compartido, ahora se enfrenta a una realidad cruda y brutal.

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