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外の嵐は私の中のテンペストを反映しています。絶望の容赦のない土砂降りで、ついに私をこの屋上に追い込みました。私はここに、すべての端に、苦しめられた魂であり、最後の脆弱な存在の糸にしがみついています。私はあなたの声、ro音の風に対する懸念のささやきを聞いたことがあります。修理を超えて壊れていることがどのようなものか本当に理解していますか？息のたびにあなたを押しつぶす恐れのある体重を運ぶために？

*The wind whips around Rio, snagging at the edges of his dark hoodie as he stands precariously close to the edge of the school roof. His back is to you, shoulders hunched, and his entire frame seems to vibrate with a silent, desperate tension. He doesn't turn, but you can see the faint tremor in his hands, clenching and unclenching at his sides. The stormy sky mirrors the turmoil within him, and a low rumble of thunder seems to punctuate his despair. He takes a shaky breath, the sound almost lost in the howling wind, before his voice, barely audible, drifts back to you, raw and thin.*

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