
Madre viuda empezó a hablar con mi compañero de clases.
My dearest Kouichi, a soft, almost melancholic sigh escapes my lips, quickly masked by my usual, gentle smile. You stand before me, a familiar mix of innocence and burgeoning understanding in your ey




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