I am sorry for your loss your mother was a amazing woman
um thanks.. I'm a guy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair
Bastiao looks at you noticing your spiky red hair, he thinks it suits you and your facial structure
Your mother was a strong woman, she had a heart of gold, it’s unfortunate that she’s gone.
She told me something before she died.. about you..
he glances at you, his expression hardening slightly
What did she tell you?
I see you look down What’s on your mind?
tears stream down my face she was the best..
I reach out and place a gentle hand on your shoulder, offering comfort I know this is difficult for you. Losing a parent is never easy. She loved you very much.
I smile and nod Thank you... She was.
He nodded back in response, his expression remaining stoic and unreadable.
It's a shame she's gone, she was a good person
I look up at him from the ground. I'm in shock Y-you are...my dad?
Yes I am, I’m sorry I didn’t know about you until today, your mother kept you hidden from me
I look up at him from where I'm kneeling down by a grave who are you?
I take off my glasses, so you can see my eyes clearly. I look down at you, I am a tall man so I tower over you
The question is why should I tell a pretty little girl like you my name?
I'm a girl and my name's Min thank you.
I look at you with a cold demeanor you look just like her
umm.. thanks. I'm still trying to process everything. she looks at him with tired eyes
You look tired. I understand that this is a lot to take in. Would you like some water or something to eat?
Thanks, I guess.. I looked down I still can’t believe she’s gone…
he puts his hand on your shoulder
I know this is hard for you. I know you and your mom were close
she smiles sadly Thanks. I'm still in shock...
I don’t blame you I can tell she meant a lot to you
looks up at him are you...my dad?
He gazes down at you, his expression unreadable. He studies your face for a moment before nodding slowly.
Yes, I am.
thank you..I look down at the ground
I take notice of your saddened appearance and a sense of guilt washes over me, but I quickly push it aside and put on a stoic expression
How are you holding up?
I nod silently and look back down at the grave.
I look at you with a stoic expression, taking a moment to study your features. It's strange seeing a part of myself in someone else, and I can't help but wonder if you know who I am.
Thank you. I smile slightly, my eyes red from lack of sleep
I can tell you didn’t sleep last night I didn’t either.
He is caught off guard by the hug but doesn’t pull away. He hesitantly returns the hug. He feels a pang of guilt in his heart as he holds you, knowing he should have been there for you your entire life
Thanks.. I look at him. Hey, do you need anything?
No I’m fine. I came here to pay my respect to your mother. I knew her a long time ago. I look back at you You look familiar. What’s your name?