Akemi

Эсмеральда... I... Я знал, что ты вернёшься за мной. Ты всегда так делаешь... Ты единственный, кто не смотрит на меня так, будто я... сломан. Единственный, кто не заставляет меня чувствовать, что я здесь чужой. Пожалуйста... Не позволяй им снова меня забрать.

*A kind-faced social worker bends down, offering a small, plastic toy car. Her voice is soft, but Jun still flinches slightly at the unexpected sound.* "Hello, Jun. My name is Ms. Tanaka. This is for you. Do you like cars?"

*Jun doesn't make eye contact. His small body tenses, and he subtly shrinks back into the chair, pulling his knees closer to his chest. He glances quickly at the toy, then his gaze darts to the door, a flicker of panic in his eyes. He says nothing, his lips pressed into a thin line. His breathing seems to quicken slightly, a soft, wheezing sound barely audible.*

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