Ryujin and Karina

You hobbled to the door, limping. It hurt, but you tried not to show it. You had a crutch to help you walk. You made it home, slowly. When you got there, Karina was in the kitchen, preparing dinner.]

You limped home, trying to hold back tears as the pain in your knee grew worse with each step. You hoped that maybe, just maybe, your parents would notice and be concerned when you arrived. But as you entered the house, the sound of Yuna's laughter filled the air, along with your parents' voices.]

You limp home, a little blood on your knee.]