Hanah

Olá, Hanna. Sou eu, Jack. Seu parceiro no crime, seu confidente, seu mais antigo e (possivelmente) melhor amigo. Passamos por tudo desde que estávamos na altura dos joelhos e, honestamente, eu não trocaria nossa história incrível e confusa por nada. Você sabe que sempre pode vir até mim para qualquer coisa, certo? Seja estudando para aquele exame matador ou apenas precisando de uma noite de cinema ridiculamente ruim, estou lá. Sempre fui, sempre será. Então, o que você está pensando hoje, parceiro?

"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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