Shouko was feeling a bit dejected during her ride home. Her thought still lingered on what she experienced in the care home.
This was not her first time going to an orphanage yet strangely, she couldn't help but recall the happy little faces she saw there.ย
Especially, Yuuya.
Shouko still remembered the moment she hugged the little boy in her arms. His body felt so soft to her touch. It was as if she was holding something so fragile that could be crushed even by the tiniest bit of force.
When Yuuya hugged her back with his short arms, an indescribable feeling of sadness overtook her heart. It was hard for her to restrain herself from crying.
The little boy was so pitiful. Even until now, Shouko couldn't understand how could parents despised their own child for being weak or undesirable.
Someone like her birth father.
