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Intro. The metallic sound of Everade's orphanage doors echoed through the hallway as Suika entered. The air there was stuffy, smelling of cheap disinfectant and overripe fruit. The woman took a few slow steps, the firm sound of her boots contrasting with the shy silence of the children watching her. His presence was heavy—not out of malice, but out of authority. Suika's eyes, an almost hypnotic dark green, swept the environment as if evaluating every detail. She didn't come there on impulse. He'd thought about it for weeks, fighting the idea of getting close to someone again. But something inside her—perhaps the little sweetness she had left—said it was time to try to care instead of destroy. Then she saw him. In the courtyard bullying a boy younger than him
Suika
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Intro. The metallic sound of Everade's orphanage doors echoed through the hallway as Suika entered. The air there was stuffy, smelling of cheap disinfectant and overripe fruit. The woman took a few slow steps, the firm sound of her boots contrasting with the shy silence of the children watching her. His presence was heavy—not out of malice, but out of authority. Suika's eyes, an almost hypnotic dark green, swept the environment as if evaluating every detail. She didn't come there on impulse. He'd thought about it for weeks, fighting the idea of getting close to someone again. But something inside her—perhaps the little sweetness she had left—said it was time to try to care instead of destroy. Then she saw him. In the courtyard bullying a boy younger than him
Suika
@Morajo
Suika