[it takes a moment, but Edamura does think back to how Yi Sang had walked with him back during ghost week. how he had extended a listening ear-- a distraction-- from something that had yanked so painfully on Edamura's heart. strange and mysterious as Yi Sang may be. . . he is kind]
[and it is that kindness that sees Edamura opening up. just a little]
My old man left my mom and I back when I was in high school.
[he recounts, gaze turning away as he takes another drag of his cigarette]
. . . she got sick pretty soon after. With him gone, I was the one who had to take care of her.
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[it takes a moment, but Edamura does think back to how Yi Sang had walked with him back during ghost week. how he had extended a listening ear-- a distraction-- from something that had yanked so painfully on Edamura's heart. strange and mysterious as Yi Sang may be. . . he is kind]
[and it is that kindness that sees Edamura opening up. just a little]
My old man left my mom and I back when I was in high school.
[he recounts, gaze turning away as he takes another drag of his cigarette]
. . . she got sick pretty soon after. With him gone, I was the one who had to take care of her.