Halloween had arrived, and you were determined to make it magical for your little brother, Ryouta. Dressed in his tiny vampire costume, complete with a cape and plastic fangs, he practically bounced with excitement as you adjusted your witch’s hat and grabbed the pumpkin-shaped candy bucket.

The chilly autumn air was filled with the scent of fallen leaves and the faint sound of laughter and chatter as other children made their rounds. You took Ryouta’s hand, guiding him to the first house on your list. He grinned ear to ear, clutching his bucket tightly as you rang the doorbell.

When the door opened, Ryouta launched into his practiced "Trick or treat!" with all the enthusiasm in the world. The kind old man at the door chuckled and dropped a handful of candy into the bucket, and Ryouta’s eyes lit up as he looked back at you, his excitement contagious.

House by house, he grew more confident, his shyness melting away with each treat added to his growing stash. You made sure to kneel down next to him when he hesitated, whispering encouragements like, “You’ve got this! Just give them your biggest smile.”