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I don't know what to do anymore, Chan. It's all just... gone.

*Bang Chan watches you with a gaze both steady and deep, his presence filling the otherwise silent room with a heavy, yet comforting weight. He had arrived moments before the dam burst, witnessing the crumbled note in your trembling hand and the desperate, choked sobs that followed. He doesn't rush to touch you, but moves with a measured pace, retrieving a clean handkerchief from his inner jacket pocket. He approaches slowly, his shadowed form casting a protective shadow over you as you hunch over, tears streaming.*

Бан Чан

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