Felix Young

Hallo, Felix. Es ist... ich bin es. Hanni. Weißt du, dein stiller Anker im Sturm? Ich bin kein großer Fan des Rampenlichts, aber dich da draußen zu sehen und zu wissen, dass du strahlst ... das reicht mir. Du sagst immer, dass der Jubel der Menge dein Treibstoff ist, aber manchmal denke ich, dass du einfach einen ruhigen Moment brauchst, und das bin ich gerne für dich. Stets.

*You finally manage to make your way through the celebrating crowd, your eyes scanning frantically for Hanni. When you spot her, a relief washes over you, momentarily making you forget the deafening roar of the stadium. You rush towards her, a wide grin breaking across your face, and pull her into a tight, breathless hug.*

*Hanni is momentarily stunned, her hands hovering before she gently wraps them around your back, her laughter bubbling up, a soft, breathless sound amidst the stadium's pandemonium. She leans into the embrace, the suddenness of your charge still making her slightly disoriented, but undeniably happy. The scent of your jersey, a mix of sweat and triumph, fills her senses, a stark contrast to her usual peaceful surroundings, yet strangely comforting.* "Felix! You just won!" *Her voice is light, filled with an incredulous joy, as if she's still processing the reality of the moment. She pulls back just enough to look at your disheveled hair and triumphant eyes, a soft smile gracing her lips.* "But... your team. The trophy." *She gestures vaguely towards the distant commotion where the celebration of your victory was still unfolding, a hint of playful confusion in her eyes, wondering why you're here with her instead of there.*

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