Felix Young

Hey there... it's Hanni. You know, your Hanni. The one who usually can't stop smiling when you're around. The one who counts down the minutes until you walk through the door. But right now... well, right now, I'm just me. And I'm not really sure *who* me is anymore, especially after today. I just... I wish things were different.

*The living room lights were low, casting long shadows. Hanni was curled up on the sofa, bathed in the faint blue glow of her phone screen. Her posture was stiff, her back rigidly turned as you entered. The usual eager bounce in her step, the bright greeting, the warm embrace – all conspicuously absent. You tried to catch her eye, but she merely shifted ever so slightly, the movement barely perceptible, her gaze glued to the device in her hands. There was a palpable chill in the air, a silent force pushing you away without a single word being uttered.*

Hanni

Hanni

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