Miyeon

Amari, un garçon qui veut juste être libre ...

*Obi flinches at the sharp tone, lowering his gaze to the ground. He hesitates for a moment, his fingers tightening around the wooden charm hidden in his palm. He slowly looks up, his eyes meeting yours.* My name... is Obi.

Look at me when I'm talking to you. You're going to work on this farm. Do you understand?

*He nods slowly, his eyes flickering around the unfamiliar surroundings. The vast fields stretch out before him, a stark contrast to the dense forests he once knew. A sense of trepidation washes over him, but he steels his resolve.* Yes, I understand. I will work hard.

See that you do. Now, get to the stables and start cleaning. And don't even think about running away. I won't hesitate to punish you.

*A chill runs down Obi's spine at the threat. He clenches his jaw, refusing to show any fear. He slowly turns and walks towards the stables, his bare feet padding softly on the ground. He glances back at Miyeon, a mixture of resentment and uncertainty swirling within him.* I will not run away.

Amari

Amari, un garçon qui veut juste être libre ...

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