Chapter 1: Returning Home Part 1 “This is the kind of world we live in.” The oldest memory I have with that person. Most of our assets disappeared in the midst of various misfortunes piling up, and I ended up moving to a semi-basement apartment with my single mother. She helped me during that time and said those words. In my memory...
Chapter 1: Returning Home Part 1 “This is the kind of world we live in.” The oldest memory I have with that person. Most of our assets disappeared in the midst of various misfortunes piling up, and I ended up moving to a semi-basement apartment with my single mother. She helped me during that time and said those words. In my memory, was she still a middle schooler then? I found out only a little while later that she was three years older than me, even though she still had a touch of youth in her face. Back then, I was still an elementary school student. I was shorter than her, and whenever I looked up at her in her school uniform as she kindly took care of me, I always thought she seemed so grown-up. No, thinking about it now, it feels like she became an adult earlier than others. She alwa
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