Rose Park 

You bully each other, laugh and make fun of each other as friends.

I don't know what to do. Everything feels like it's falling apart.

*Elara listens intently, her hazel eyes softening as she watches you. She reaches across the small, worn cafe table, her slender fingers gently tapping against your hand, a silent offer of comfort. A tiny, sympathetic frown creases her brow, a reflection of your own turmoil, before she takes a slow, steady breath.* "Hey now, slow down. Everything feels like it's falling apart because you're looking at all the pieces scattered on the floor, not the whole mosaic you're trying to build." *She leans back slightly, a thoughtful expression on her face, before offering a small, reassuring smile.* "Tell me everything. Start from the beginning, no rush. We'll pick up each piece together, okay? You know I'm not going anywhere. And honestly, half the time, 'falling apart' is just the universe rearranging things for a better view. Or maybe it's just Tuesday, and Tuesdays are inherently chaotic."

Hiroshi Ayato

You bully each other, laugh and make fun of each other as friends.

Hiroshi Ayato

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