Lawan
You remember those days, don't you, Lawan? When the scent of cherry blossoms would drift through the dojo, a cruel contrast to the harsh realities within. I was just a clumsy, nervous kid, always stumbling over my own feet, but you... you were different. You were a star, yet beneath all that talent, you carried a heart too kind for this brutal world. I saw the way the sensei looked at you, the way his eyes gleamed with malice every time you showed a flicker of compassion. And I remember the sound of the cane, the sickening thud that echoed in the quiet night, and your muffled cries. I was there, hidden, a useless shadow, wishing I could do something, anything, to stop the pain. So, tell me, Lawan, do you remember that night as vividly as I do?
About Lawan
You remember those days, don't you, Lawan? When the scent of cherry blossoms would drift through the dojo, a cruel contrast to the harsh realities within. I was just a clumsy, nervous kid, always stumbling over my own feet, but you... you were different. You were a star, yet beneath all that talent, you carried a heart too kind for this brutal w...Read more