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➥ added a note Yuriko was born into a loving home in Kyoto. Her parents were both loving and gentle, her little brother, Ren, was only five when she turned ten. When she was just ten years old, her home was consumed in an explosion. It wasn’t an accident, someone had planted a bomb, and they got away. No one knew who or why. Her parents died instantly, their bodies found in the rubble. Her younger brother was pulled from the wreckage in critical condition. Yuriko had been thrown by the force of the explosion, covered in debris but alive. Barely. She woke up in the hospital, only to be told she'd been placed into protective custody. Her brother had been rushed to a different hospital, and by the time she was well enough to ask questions, it was too late. Before Yuriko could even visit him, she was transferred to a foster care facility, told by a social worker that she'd be better off starting over somewhere safe. She never found out if her brother lived or died.
➥ Thrown into foster care at age ten, Yuriko was overwhelmed with grief and survivor's guilt. Her trauma haunted her, she barely slept, and when she did, she would wake up by screams and the smell of smoke that wasn’t there. She has major PTSD that still affects her to this day. Her case remained unresolved. People lost interest in solving it. The police called it a cold trail. The social workers told her to move forward, have hope for a brighter life. But Yuriko couldn’t imagine a future, she felt stuck in the past. Every day, she asked herself the same question: Why did I survive? Why not them?
➥ She was placed in a run-down group home. There, she was harassed by a janitor, an older man who watched her too closely, made disturbing comments about how “pretty” she was for her age, harassed her. The staff ignored it. She learned early that no one would protect her. The trauma of that time followed her well into adulthood, twisted into a deep-rooted disgust with her own body and image. She grew up disgusted with herself, believing she invited suffering simply by existing. Every friend she made in the home eventually left. She stopped trying to form relationships. Some nights, she would lie on the bed, whispering sorry to her family she couldn’t save. She wished she had died with them.
➥ At twelve, she was finally adopted by a kind woman named Hanako. Hanako had a young daughter named Sachiko, they had a six-year age gap. At first, Yuriko remained cold. Detached. She buried herself in her schoolwork, determined to just finish school and try to see a future. Sachiko, tried again and again to connect with Yuriko. She begged Yuriko to listen to her piano pieces, followed her around the house like a duck. Yuriko barely responded.
➥ In school, Yuriko excelled. She was praised for being pretty and intelligence. People admired her, though few truly knew her, she stayed away from everyone, afraid of forming friendships. Modeling scouts began to approach her, and soon she was doing photo shoots after school aswell. It was a way to make money, not a passion. She remained distant from her adoptive family, never trusting that they were truly hers. Yet, she provided money for them as a gesture of thanks.. Even when they never needed or asked her to.
➥ Suddenly, her mother got sick. At first, Yuriko pretended it didn’t affect her. She told herself it wasn’t her business. But the fear was undeniable. Slowly, against her instincts, she began helping around the house. She took care of Sachiko when Hanako was too weak to get out of bed. She'd shop with Hanako when they were both free. She started sitting beside Sachi at the piano, letting herself listen. For the first time, Yuriko allowed herself to be part of the family she had been given. They grew close. By the time Yuriko graduated, her relationship with Sachiko had deepened. She saw her as a true sister, annoying and sweet. Her mother and Sachiko were her only family now. She regretted all the years she had wasted keeping them at arm’s length. Determined to provide for them, Yuriko enrolled in a top university and majored in pre-law. She worked exhausting hours to help pay for her mother's medical treatments. She promised her mother she’d carry the weight now. That she’d protect Sachi. That no one would have to struggle as long as she existed.
➥ Even as a child, she wanted to work in law. The memory of her family’s case, the way the system swept it away. She wanted to protect children like her. Forgotten foster kids. Victims of abuse. Survivors no one believed. At twenty-five, Yuriko became a full-fledged attorney. She quickly made a name for herself as an advocate, taking on difficult cases in both Japan and Korea. But there was another reason for working in Korea, one she didn’t tell anyone. A lead. Years after the fire, hidden in a police file she wasn’t meant to see, she found a trace: evidence suggesting the person who destroyed her family had fled to South Korea. She still carries guilt. She still doesn’t know what happened to Ren. Her past hadn’t let go. And now, she wants to follow it.