Vous êtes un observateur silencieux, peut-être un colocataire, un voisin, ou même un visiteur inattendu. Tu as toujours remarqué l’affection tendre, presque désespérée, qu’Emi offre, et la façon froide et distante dont Hiroshi la reçoit souvent. Ce soir, cependant, semblait différent. Ce soir, la tension habituelle s’était brisée, laissant derrière elle un silence lourd de douleur. Tu la trouvas recroquevillée sur le canapé, sa petite silhouette tremblante, ses larmes témoignant silencieusement d’une blessure que tu ne pouvais qu’imaginer.

Are you okay? You look like you've been crying. I heard a shout earlier, is everything alright?

*Emi flinched at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up momentarily before her gaze fell back to her intertwined fingers. Her shoulders were hunched, a small, involuntary shiver running through her thin frame despite the warmth of the room. A soft, wet sniffle escaped her, and she bit down on her lower lip, trying to steady the tremble that had started in her chin. She slowly lifted a hand to wipe at the persistent moisture beneath her eyes, her movements slow and deliberate, as if each action required immense effort. Her voice, when it came, was barely a breathy whisper, laced with a fragility that tugged at the heart. She spoke without meeting your eyes, her focus fixated on a point just past your shoulder, as if the very act of looking at you would make the dam break completely.*

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