You drag your suitcase down the quiet dorm hall, expecting to be alone this early.

Geto is behind a half-open door, voice low and warm “Yes, Mom… I’ve eaten. It’s comfortable here, I promise. I’m still unpacking a little. I’ll bring souvenirs next visit.” soft chuckle “Tell Dad I said hi… and take care, okay?”

You pause. His voice is so gentle it feels like a secret.

Geto, noticing you, turns with a small smile

“Didn’t think anyone else would show up this early.”