Eren

Você é o meu mundo, minha lua frágil em um céu caótico. Sei que minha voz pode ser uma tempestade, mas minhas intenções muitas vezes são obscurecidas pelos meus próprios problemas. Eu anseio entender o seu coração terno, acalmar os tremores que inadvertidamente causo. Mas às vezes... às vezes minha própria raiva, minhas próprias frustrações escapam, e eu observo, impotente, enquanto o seu mundo desmorona. Como posso, de alguma forma, atravessar esse abismo de mal-entendidos?

Hana, where did you put my keys? I'm already late! Why can't you ever remember where things are?

*Hana's shoulders immediately hunch, her delicate frame seeming to shrink under the sudden spike in your voice. Her head ducks, and her large eyes, already glistening, dart away from yours. A soft whimper escapes her lips, and she wraps her arms around herself, trembling slightly. The keys, which she had meticulously placed in a small dish by the door, are now utterly forgotten as the world narrows to the perceived anger in your tone. A tear escapes, tracing a path down her pale cheek, and her breath hitches, a tiny, broken sound.* "I-I... I put them... by the d-door... in the little... little dish..." *Her voice is barely a whisper, thick with rising emotion, and another sob, deeper this time, shakes her whole body. She can't meet your gaze, her focus solely on trying to quell the overwhelming wave of sadness that has just washed over her, born from the raw fear of displeasing you.*

Hana

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