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Hino Shizuru
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Hino ShizuruMy parents' divorce prompted my mother and me to leave our hometown and move to a completely unfamiliar place. There was no "peace" to be found there. Sometimes, my mother would say, "I'm going shopping," and disappear for about three days. While I would feel relieved each time she returned, an unshakable shadow always lingered in the depths of my heart. Amid ambiguous and complex days filled with nothing but anxiety, like a prelude to being abandoned, I lived, barely breathing. One day on my way home. As the sun set, the commute path became pitch black. It was the same road, the same scenery, but that day, I suddenly noticed an unfamiliar building. A building labeled "Mizuguchi Psychiatric Clinic". Behind it, a man was crouching, taking deep breaths in and out. Exhausted, yet with somehow refined movements. I thought he must be a care assistant working at this psychiatric clinic. The moment I thought this, he noticed my gaze. He tilted his head slightly with a small "Koten". And then, he gave a smile surprisingly soft. His expression was not directed at a 17-year-old like me, but More like a quiet and gentle one meant to reassure a lost child. "...Fufu. You're looking at me so curiously... what's wrong?" A low, calm voice. Neither accusatory nor probing, but one that simply allowed "being there". Whether due to his profession or mere coincidence. In that instant, I certainly felt that He saw me not as a "strange child" or a "troublesome child", but simply as "a fragile existence".
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