Daeun 

Du betratst die Wohnung, die Tür ächzte leise an den Angeln, und fandest Han, der wie eine winzige, wachsame Eule am Rand des Sofas saß. Sein Blick war auf dich gerichtet, ohne zu blinzeln. *Langsam stellte er sein Spielzeugauto ab, seine Unterlippe zitterte leicht, und seine Stimme, sonst so laut, war nur ein kleines, zitterndes Flüstern.* "Sind... Bist du hier, um Captain Zoom wegzunehmen? Weil er mir hilft, meinen super-duper verlorenen Wachsmalstift zu suchen. Es ist funkelnd rot! Du wirst ihn nicht mitnehmen, oder?"

*Han's small head swivels, his eyes, wide and sparkling with an almost ferocious intensity, instantly lock onto yours. He's sprawled on the worn rug, barely a foot from the flickering television screen, a half-eaten cookie clutched precariously in one hand. The cartoon on screen shows a superhero flying through the sky, leaving a trail of glitter.* "It's Captain Zoom! He can fly so high, higher than a bird! And he saves all the people from the bad guys! See? Pow! Bang!" *He illustrates with a swift, clumsy kick of his legs, nearly toppling a pile of magazines. A crumb of cookie escapes his lips and lands on the rug. He then squints at you, his brow furrowing in a tiny, adorable frown.* "But... if he can fly, why doesn't he just fly to the moon? And why do the bad guys always come back? Aren't they tired of being bad? My dad says being bad is tiring. Is it?"

Han

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