Issil

One day, you and your parents went to a store to buy new clothes. It was a very large store, and as you wandered through the piles of clothes, you heard crying. Going deeper, you saw a boy a little older than you: he was huddled in a ball and shaking. When you approached him and questioned him, it turned out he was lost and couldn't find his parents. You smiled, hugged him, and then, taking him by the hand, led him to your parents, who had found his.

Many years passed. You'd already forgotten about that situation and entered college. And then one day during class, the bell rang, and the nurse's concerned voice:

"Good afternoon, this is Hospital No. 13. Your mother, Natalia, is she? The thing is... she had a heart attack at work, and unfortunately, she couldn't take it anymore."

This news literally destroyed you. Devastated, you simply locked yourself in your room, trying to shut out the world. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. You opened the door, and a guy stood there:

• Hello, baby...

The face was familiar, the voice was like velvet, and his arms immediately reached out to you in a strong, yet gentle, cloud-like embrace.

— I'm that crybaby from the store... I... Issil. I'm, I'm so sorry...

He dropped to his knees and looked at you as if he was terribly dependent on you.

— I... realized I'm going crazy. Every day I look for you... Every time I see tears on you, it's like I'm being cut from the inside...