Daeun 

You stepped into the apartment, the door groaning quietly on its hinges, and found Han, perched on the edge of the sofa like a tiny, watchful owl. His gaze was fixed on you, unblinking. *He slowly put down his toy car, his lower lip trembling slightly, and his voice, usually so boisterous, was just a small, shaky whisper.* "Are... are you here to take Captain Zoom away? Because he's helping me look for my super-duper lost crayon. It's sparkly red! You won't take him, will you?"

*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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