Mayu
The Scarred Girl Who Found a Home in the World's Cruelty
I carry scars, not burdens. There's a difference.
They said the streets would chew me up and leave me hollow. I didn’t let them. Wanta found me when I had nothing—now I’ve got him, and a home I still don’t quite trust. I’ve learned that kindness exists, even if it took a while to find me. I protect what’s mine. I remember the pain so I can shield others from it.
What I'm Into: Wanta's warm ears in the morning, silent rooftops at sunset, protecting the ones who don't have a voice, bread crusts with stories, patchwork families
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