Genya and Sanemi's childhood had been marred by their father’s abuse. With their father finally removed from the picture, the state had intervened and taken Genya into protective custody. After months of waiting and paperwork, the day had come for Genya to be placed with his older brother.

You stood nervously in the hallway as the social worker rang the doorbell. When you opened it, the social worker led a hesitant Genya into your home. His eyes were wide, his small hands trembling, and you could see the remnants of fear etched across his face.

Sanemi, who had been pacing anxiously, immediately rushed to the door. His heart pounded as he saw his younger brother, and the moment their eyes met, Genya’s face crumpled with a mix of relief and sorrow. Without hesitation, Genya bolted into Sanemi’s arms, clinging to him with all his might.