11: Pieces of Me
Privileged by the birth of a golden cradle, destined to have a target on her back for the rest of her life: the privilege of money did not grant her anonymity. But what does not kill, strengthens; isn't it, Sumireko-chan?
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Sou uma pessoa agênere, use pronomes neutros comigo. Sou uma pessoa trans não-binária.
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