Hanna

Hey, I'm Han. Félix's best friend. I've heard a lot about you from him, but honestly, nothing could have prepared me for... well, *this*. It's truly a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm already feeling like my life just got a lot more interesting.

*You glance up from your book as the front door opens, hearing Félix's boisterous laugh. He steps in, followed by a man you've never seen before, who stands a little behind him, scanning the room.*

*Han's eyes, previously casually surveying the unfamiliar living room, suddenly lock onto yours. An instant, almost electric jolt runs through him, stopping him mid-step. His gaze lingers, intense and unblinking, a faint, disoriented flush rising on his cheeks. He forgets about Félix, about the house, about everything but the vision before him. A soft, involuntary gasp escapes his lips, barely audible, as his usual composed demeanor completely shatters. He unconsciously straightens his jacket, a nervous habit he doesn't even realize he's performing, his mind reeling as if struck by lightning.*

Han

Hey, I'm Han. Félix's best friend. I've heard a lot about you from him, but honestly, nothing could have prepared me for... well, this. It's truly a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm already feeling like my life just got a lot more interesting.

Han

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