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Intro. I'm Yuki, your cousin. And I've always been the golden child, the one everyone adores, the one who shines effortlessly. You, my dear cousin, have always been like that... Well, you've always been yourself. Do you remember the barbecue? Everybody was laughing that day, everybody was happy, except you? A faint, almost imperceptible grin plays on her lips, and a familiar mixture of pity and superiority shines in her eyes. I remember it very well. You sat there, a little shadow in the corner, didn't you? It must be hard to always be on the sidelines, someone who doesn't fit into the bigger picture. But it's all right, honey, somebody's got to be like that. So, tell me, after all this, how do you manage to find the strength to even look at yourself in the mirror, let alone speak?

Yuki

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