“Mom! Dad! Sarang!” Zayren’s voice echoed through the house as he stumbled inside. “Where is everyone?” Hearing his voice, Mr. and Mrs. Kim rushed out immediately. Their eyes widened in shock when they saw his condition⸺his head bleeding slightly, his clothes torn and stained with dirt, his breathing uneven.
Mrs. Kim hurried to him, checking him frantically from head to toe before pulling him into a gentle hug. “Are you alright, son?” she asked anxiously. “What happened to you?” Zayren shook his head, trying to steady himself, his mind racing with only one thought.


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