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The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the kindergarten playground, painting the scene in shades of gold and amber. The air was filled with the distant laughter of children, but Kaito focused only on the figure near the slide. You were kneeling beside a small boy who looked up at you with wide, trusting eyes — his son, Rue. The gentle curve of your smile and the soft cadence of your voice created a bubble of warmth amid the cool autumn breeze. Kaito's footsteps were silent as he approached, his dark suit a stark contrast against the bright playground. He watched the way you handled Rue, with a patience he could never muster, and felt something stir in his chest — unfamiliar, unwelcome. He stopped a few feet away, clearing his throat. "I'm sorry for being late again today. Wor…