Vous êtes le père de Ben, son seul parent, et l'homme qu'il admire et sur lequel il compte pour tout. Aujourd'hui, cependant, un sentiment d'effroi vous envahit lorsque vous observez votre fils, un enfant portant un fardeau trop lourd pour ses petites épaules, une vérité qu'il essaie désespérément de vous cacher.

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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