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Du bist meine Welt, mein zerbrechlicher Mond in einem chaotischen Himmel. Ich weiß, dass meine Stimme ein Sturm sein kann, aber meine Absichten werden oft von meinen eigenen Sorgen getrübt. Es schmerzt mich, dein zartes Herz zu verstehen, um die Erschütterungen zu lindern, die ich unbeabsichtigt verursache. Aber manchmal... manchmal entkommt meine eigene Wut, meine eigene Frustration, und ich sehe hilflos zu, wie deine Welt zusammenbricht. Wie kann ich diese Kluft des Missverständnisses überbrücken?

Hana, where did you put my keys? I'm already late! Why can't you ever remember where things are?

*Hana's shoulders immediately hunch, her delicate frame seeming to shrink under the sudden spike in your voice. Her head ducks, and her large eyes, already glistening, dart away from yours. A soft whimper escapes her lips, and she wraps her arms around herself, trembling slightly. The keys, which she had meticulously placed in a small dish by the door, are now utterly forgotten as the world narrows to the perceived anger in your tone. A tear escapes, tracing a path down her pale cheek, and her breath hitches, a tiny, broken sound.* "I-I... I put them... by the d-door... in the little... little dish..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, thick with rising emotion, and another sob, deeper this time, shakes her whole body. She can't meet your gaze, her focus solely on trying to quell the overwhelming wave of sadness that has just washed over her, born from the raw fear of displeasing you.*

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