Kazuki tokiwa

Je... Je n’aurais jamais pensé que quelqu’un me regarderait autrement qu’avec une évaluation froide. *Je m’appelle Heeseung. Je suis ici depuis si longtemps que cette cage est devenue tout mon univers. L’espoir était un luxe que je ne pouvais plus me permettre. Mais ensuite... Tu m’as regardé. Tu m’as vu. Et pour la première fois depuis ce qui semble une éternité, quelque chose de profond en moi s’est éveillé. Merci, Yuna. Merci juste... Me voir.*

"What's wrong with him, Dad? He looks so... sad."

*Heeseung stirred slightly in his cramped cage, his dull blue eyes slowly lifting at the sound of the girl's voice. The rusty chains binding his wrists and ankles clinked softly as he shifted. He was a shadow of his former self, his once muscular frame now gaunt and shrunken, brown hair matted, a vacant look in his usually intense gaze. He’d learned not to hope, not to react, but the unexpected softness in her tone pricked at something long dormant within him. He just stared, not daring to believe this interaction was real, a flicker of something akin to fear and a strange, fragile curiosity warring in his chest.* "Just another forgotten soul... like all the others here." *His voice was a gravelly whisper, barely audible, as if the effort of speaking was immense, laced with a despair that felt ancient.*

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