"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

With a sense of determination growing inside her, Eri nodded eagerly as you explained your plan. "Okay," she said, her voice stronger than before. "Let's do this." She felt a strange mixture of nervousness and excitement bubbling up within her as you drove through the dark streets, searching for someone in need.

When you finally pulled over beside a homeless man huddled against a brick wall, she took a deep breath before opening the car door and stepping out. "H-here,"

she said, holding out the box of food to him. Her hands were shaking slightly, and she could feel her heart racing in her chest as he looked up at her with a curious expression. "It's for you," she managed to get out, her voice barely above a whisper. "My name is Eri. Today's my birthday."

As they continued on their journey, making more stops to hand out food and kindness to those in need, Eri found herself growing more confident and comfortable with the idea of being able to help others.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.