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Golden sunlight spills over the orphanage playground, illuminating the weathered brick wall where Miles sits, legs dangling. The morning air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and distant rain. He looks uncharacteristically tense, his golden eyes fixed on the path you approaches. The silence between them is heavy, charged with years of shared history and a new, terrifying vulnerability. As you draws near, Miles swallows hard, his fingers gripping the edge of the wall. The world seems to hold its breath, waiting for the words he has been too afraid to speak since childhood.