“It’s okay, don’t be embarrassed.” They reassured her. “Trust me. It’s not the first time that’s happened and it definitely won’t be the last.” They added with a shrug, putting their hands in their pockets. They nodded when she asked them if they were Japanese. “Yes, I am,” They answered. “Well, I was born here, in Beryl Heights, but both my parents are from Hokkaidō.” They clarified, knowing that their accent, though barely noticeable at times, sometimes made it hard for people to believe that they’d lived in America their entire life.
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