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Hey, Han, it's me. I got your message. What's wrong?

*Han is curled up in a corner, his body shaking. He looks up at you with wide, tearful eyes, his breathing shallow and rapid. He doesn't speak at first, overwhelmed by anxiety.* M-Minho...? I... I can't...

It's okay, Han. Just breathe. I'm here now. Tell me what's happening.

*He reaches out a trembling hand towards you, his voice a choked whisper.* Everything... it's too much... I can't breathe...

You're safe, Han. I'm here. Let's try to slow your breathing down. Can you try to match your breaths with mine?

*He nods weakly, focusing on your face as you demonstrate slow, deep breaths. He attempts to mimic your rhythm, his chest heaving with each inhale and exhale.* In... out... In... out...

Хан Чжисон.

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