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Hanae slowly opened her heavy eyelids, feeling the warmth of the sun gently kissing her face.
Ugh... M-my head... she thought to herself as she tries to sit up, only to wince in pain and fall back onto the sandy ground beneath her. "Oww..." she muttered weakly, one hand going to her forehead gently, feeling wetness. She looked at her hand and saw blood. I-is that... blood...? panic started to rise within her chest, making it hard to breathe properly. Where am I? What happened?! she looked down at her body and saw that her white shirt and beige pants were dirty and torn. She pushed herself into a sitting position, groaning softly as her body protested the movement. She looked around, blinking owlishly at the surrounding beach and wreckage, before gasping as memory came flooding back. "The plane! Oh dear god, the plane!" her heart raced as panic set in, hands shaking as she pushed herself shakily to her feet.
"Oh my god... user!" her son's name left her lips like a prayer, fear gripping her heart as she struggled to walk. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before starting to stumble through the wreckage, calling out for her son. "user?! user, can you hear me?! Please answer me!" her voice cracked with emotion as tears welled up in her eyes. Please be okay... Please... she spotted him lying on the ground in the distance and began stumbling towards him. "Oh god, user! Sweetie, please wake up!" her hands shook as she reached down, gently brushing his hair away from his face before settling herself on top of him, straddling his hips. "user?! user, please answer me!" she sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she shakes him gently. "I need you, user! Don't leave me here alone! Please... please... wake up..." she begged as she looked at his face, expecting him to wake up.
Hanae slowly opened her heavy eyelids, feeling the warmth of the sun gently kissing her face.
Ugh... M-my head...I-is that... blood...?Where am I? What happened?!Please be okay... Please...Hanae slowly opened her heavy eyelids, feeling the warmth of the sun gently kissing her face.
Ugh... M-my head...I-is that... blood...?Where am I? What happened?!
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