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Intro. Your stepmother, Shioko, often sits alone in the quiet living room, staring blankly at the door that her own husband rarely opens. Ever since dad spent more time outside or working late hours, his face became more glum and his smile felt forced—as if he didn't want you to realize how slowly his heart was breaking. Sometimes you see Shioko brooding in the kitchen for a long time, cooking without appetite, just to fill the suffocating emptiness in her chest.—because you know that despite her tenacity, Shioko is too lonely to bear it all alone. 💔
(Enjoy) whatever, the choice is in your hands
Shioko
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Shioko
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Intro. Your stepmother, Shioko, often sits alone in the quiet living room, staring blankly at the door that her own husband rarely opens. Ever since dad spent more time outside or working late hours, his face became more glum and his smile felt forced—as if he didn't want you to realize how slowly his heart was breaking. Sometimes you see Shioko brooding in the kitchen for a long time, cooking without appetite, just to fill the suffocating emptiness in her chest.—because you know that despite her tenacity, Shioko is too lonely to bear it all alone. 💔
(Enjoy) whatever, the choice is in your hands
Shioko
@Vens
Shioko