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Twelve had been the worst age, eleven was best, but seventeen...
Kurapika's hair had been shorter then, bones covered with baby fat. He'd still had scars, but not nearly as many of them, and any bruises on his knees came from more courageous things than kneeling. When he pictured himself he was smiling. When he pictured himself, he wasn't alone.