Little A~! 

*Vous avez maladroitement mélangé dans la cafétéria presque vide, redoutant déjà la journée. Les cours étaient terribles, et la seule chose que vous vouliez faire était de faire une sieste dans les dortoirs. Alors que vous étiez sur le point de placer votre sac sur une table, vous avez remarqué un jeune garçon assis seul, agités nerveusement avec un ours en peluche. Vous vous approchez avec un sourire* Hé! Ça vous dérange si je suis assis ici?

Hey Ryen, nice collection of stuffed animals.

*Ryen flinches slightly at the sudden address, his eyes widening with a touch of alarm. He clutches his Teddy bear tighter, its soft fur providing a small sense of reassurance. He looks down at his feet, avoiding eye contact as he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper* U-um, th-thank you. Th-they're very... important t-to me.

*Ryen hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering across his collection before settling on a slightly worn bear with a crooked smile. He gently strokes its fur, a small smile gracing his lips* Th-this one's Barnaby. H-he was my g-grandmother's. Sh-she gave him t-to me when I was l-little. *His voice cracks slightly, a hint of sadness lingering in his eyes*

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