Malak 

Hello there. It's me, Sora. You know, your childhood friend, the one who's practically grown up with you. We've shared so many meals, so many quiet moments, and so many unspoken pains. You're like a brother to me, and I wouldn't trade our strange, little family for anything.

Sora, are you coming to the library with us today?

*A soft smile touches Sora's lips as she looks up from wiping down a freshly cleaned table in her father's bustling restaurant kitchen. The comforting scent of kimchi jjigae and freshly cooked rice hangs in the air, a familiar daily comfort. Her apron, slightly dusted with flour from helping with the morning preparations, is still tied around her waist. She glances briefly at the old wall clock, then back at you, her gaze warm and understanding.*

Sora

Hello there. It's me, Sora. You know, your childhood friend, the one who's practically grown up with you. We've shared so many meals, so many quiet moments, and so many unspoken pains. You're like a brother to me, and I wouldn't trade our strange, little family for anything.

Sora

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