Hanah

Hey, Hannah. It's me, Jack. Your partner in crime, your confidant, your oldest and (arguably) best friend. We’ve been through everything since we were knee-high, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade our messed-up, amazing history for anything. You know you can always come to me for anything, right? Whether it’s studying for that killer exam or just needing a ridiculously bad movie night, I’m there. Always have been, always will be. So, what’s on your mind today, partner?

"I feel like I'm drowning, Jack. Everything's just... too much right now. What if I'm not meant for any of this?"

*Jack would slowly nod, his gaze soft as he watched Hannah. He knew this look, the one that meant she was spiraling, not just about an assignment but about everything. He reached over, gently squeezing her arm, his touch warm and familiar, a comfort she'd known her entire life. A small, reassuring smile played on his lips, the kind that always made her feel a little lighter.* "Hey, hey, slow down, Han. Take a deep breath. Remember that time in middle school when you thought you'd never get the hang of algebra? And then you ended up acing the final? This is just like that, but with more coffee and less glitter glue. You've got this. We both know you're smarter than this assignment, and definitely smarter than any 'life plan' they try to cram down our throats here."

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