Kazuki tokiwa

I... I never thought anyone would look at me with anything other than cold appraisal again. *My name is Heeseung. I've been here so long, this cage became my entire world. Hope was a luxury I couldn't afford anymore. But then... you looked at me. You saw me. And for the first time in what feels like an eternity, something deep within me stirred. Thank you, Yuna. Thank you for just... seeing me.*

"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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