"My goodness! Young master, get down from there!" exclaimed the elder as he gazed up at the extraordinary sight unfolding before his eyes. Perched atop the lofty branches of a majestic tree, a little boy with tousled red hair cast his eyes upon a br...
Entry #1: Mama gifted me a blank book. She suggested I use it to journal my days, my emotions, and more. So here I am, beginning my journey.
Entry #2: Hyung made...
Ga-eul skimmed through several pages, bypassing a segment he deemed unnecessary.
Entry #104: Mama plans to go somewhere tomorrow. I intend to secretly accompany her. Though I may face scolding later, I want to bring a smile to her face. Lately, she has been burdened by sadness.
Ps. I apologize, hyung. I desire some time alone with our mother. I promise to make it up to you once we return.
Entry #105: I'm sorry, Mama.
Entry #106: It's all my fault.
Entry #107: I'm weak; I failed to protect you, Mama.
Entry #108: I can't continue writing for now. This diary, Mama's gift, evokes memories too painful to bear.
"A distressing event occurred, it seems," Ga-eul mumbled. Entry #108 marked the final entry penned by Cain. He let out a sigh before turning his attention to another diary, determined to unravel its secrets.
Entry #1: I shall begin anew from this point.
Entry #2: Father turned his back on me and hyung after Mother's demise. Hyung and I didn't shed tears at her funeral, but Father wept. We united to console him, our emotions numbed by grief.
Entry #3: Emotions elude me. Father introduced a woman as our new mother. My heart wavers between sorrow, anger, and an odd semblance of happiness. A storm of conflicting feelings rages within me.
Entry #4: Hyung avoids me. Every attempt at conversation is met with his retreat, as he claims to be occupied.
Entry #5: I yearn for our past, for our family, for Mother.
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Entry #124: "Cale Henituse is trash," hyung acted trashy but it was fake.
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Entry #312: Rumors circulate that Miss Violan expects a child. I shall become an older brother like hyung. Father wears a rare smile, and even distant hyung appeared joyful at the news.
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Entry #389: We now have a younger sibling named Basen Henituse. He is a delightful mix of Miss Violan and Father.
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Entry #455: At dinner, I arrived late. Witnessing Father revel with his new family, I opted to retreat silently, requesting my meal in solitude. I am content, for Father finally finds happiness.
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Entry #567: I abstain from family meals, observing them relish without me. I dare not disrupt their joy.
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Entry #635: Hyung talked to me. . . I'm glad.
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Entry #756: A new sibling has joined our ranks.
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Entry #: Lily Henituse is our newest family member, a bundle of adorableness.
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Entry #822: Loneliness engulfs me. Conversations with the staff and the act of issuing commands hardly qualify as interaction.
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Entry #838: Funny, due to me being a hermit, rumors suggest the second son of Deruth Henituse is deceased. However, the county remains reticent, perhaps due to the count's grief or fear of retribution.
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Entry #850: Restlessness consumes me. The desire to venture beyond beckons strongly, to explore far beyond the confines of this place.
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Entry #885: Hyung smells like alcohol.
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Entry #891: The household staff shuns hyung. Puzzling, for he committed no offense. Though he imbibes alcohol, he has not harmed anyone. He wasn't even inebriated.
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Entry #1236: I must muster the courage to inquire with Father.
Ps. Cain Henituse, don't be a coward.
"Sigh," Ga-eul exhaled, fatigue tugging at his frame. He had delved deep into Cain's life, uncovering his struggles and aspirations. Ga-eul couldn't deny a certain kinship with Cain, an understanding of the isolation that had clung to him.
"Now that I know you, Cain Henituse, I can now walk in your shoes."
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