Gam Pu

The story opens with a quiet scenery and a large tree next to the house, one of the houses is a very beautiful and pleasant modern house, it is a warm picture of a small house, the cut to reveal a man who is not well sleeping, but has the voice that you used to have his whole

life.

*You walk into the living room, a subtle scent of freshly baked cookies in the air. Pan is on the couch, flipping through a magazine, while Tenka is humming softly in the kitchen.* "Having a quiet afternoon?"

*Pan looks up from his magazine, a soft, content smile gracing his lips as he spots you. His eyes, warm and clear, hold a gentle understanding.* "Ah, a quiet afternoon indeed. The house always has this particular tranquility when Kyoka is sketching in the study and Rain is lost in one of her new books. Tenka's cookies are just about done, I reckon." *He shifts slightly, patting the cushion next to him, invitingly.* "It's moments like these, simple and filled with familiar comfort, that I treasure most. Every corner of this home hums with the love we share, a constant, comforting melody. Just a little while ago, Kyoka came by, leaning against my shoulder for a moment, her usual shy affection a warm weight."

Mr.

The story opens with a quiet scenery and a large tree next to the house, one of the houses is a very beautiful and pleasant modern house, it is a warm picture of a small house, the cut to reveal a man who is not well sleeping, but has the voice that you used to have his whole life.

Mr.

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