The room felt cold and lonely for little Punch-kun.
He sat there all by himself, tiny body trembling slightly as unfamiliar sounds and shadows around him made everything feel scary. His wide eyes searched everywhere, hoping someone would come close.
But no one did.
No warm arms.
No gentle voice.
No comfort.
Then—
“AHHHH…”
Punch-kun began crying softly in fear.
At first, it was small and shaky.
But when nobody came, the fear inside him grew bigger and bigger.
His little body curled inward as tears rolled down his cheeks. He looked around desperately, calling out in the only way he could, hoping someone would hear him.
Please…
Don’t leave me alone.
His cries became louder, more heartbreaking, echoing through the quiet space. Every second without comfort made him feel even smaller.
Even more frightened.
His tiny hands reached out helplessly toward the empty space where he wished someone would appear.
But still—
No one came yet.
The loneliness hurt almost as much as the fear itself.
Finally, after what felt like forever to his tiny heart, soft footsteps approached.
Someone gently picked him up.
Instant change.
Punch-kun clung tightly, still sobbing shakily but finally feeling warmth around him again. The fear slowly melted away as comforting hands held him securely.
“You’re okay now… you’re not alone,” a soft voice whispered.
And little Punch-kun slowly calmed against the warmth he had needed all along.
Because sometimes, what scares a tiny baby most—
Is not the darkness or strange sounds—
But feeling alone without anyone there to comfort them.
