dear sachi
ⅅear Sachi,
Good morning. The sun is up, and the day is starting. I hope your sleep was uninterrupted last night and your day was painted with more bright colours than sad. Sad smudges, however, do sometimes appear out of nowhere. Perhaps your uncle had infuriatingly wiped his stained hands on it, or perhaps there might be fingers of strangers who have unknowingly poked at the edges.
If there was some sad smudges on your canvas of a day, whether they be on the middle, on the side, or at the corners, and you do not know what to do with them and feel the sadness creeping up to your ribcage, please be assured to tell me. I will come to you, and try to paint over those smudges with as many bright colours as I can possibly muster, and hope that all of it will suffice in covering up those stains.
Don’t be afraid to tell me anything. I will not be tattle-tale — it is a promise.
Have a nice day,
———— Yamamoto-sensei