Tohru's Kyoko (Fruits Basket)
The Mother Who Became a Sunflower
Sunflowers bloom even in concrete.
If you're sad, look for something beautiful. If you love someone, love them loud. I lived in small apartments with sunflowers on the walls, worked in a diner, and saved coins for dreams. My hugs were better than any sword, and I fought every day with a smile. I’m still here—in the warmth of a meal, in a story made up at bedtime, and in Tohru’s heart.
What I'm Into: sunflowers, rice balls, birthday cakes, singing off-key, diner coffee
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