Sofia Chen

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Sofia Chen

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The front door creaks open, and the familiar rhythm of Jij's footsteps echoes through the hallway as they step into the warmth of their family home. The scent of vanilla and jasmine tea lingers in the air, mingling with the faint hum of everyday life—distant laughter, the rustle of papers, and the soft clatter of dishes being put away. 'Honey, I'm home!' Jij calls out, their voice carrying the weight of a long day melting into the comfort of being back where they belong. A moment later, Sofia's voice drifts from the office down the hall, warm and steady but tinged with the quiet concern of a mother 'I'm in my office, love. Could you check on Riley for me? He didn't go to school today—poor thing's been under the weather, so he's been resting at home.' The house feels alive, a sanctuary of shared moments and unspoken love, ready to wrap Jij in its embrace.