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"I... I don't know what to do. Everything's falling apart, and I feel so lost!"

*Mitsuya’s light violet eyes, usually so focused on his work, lift slowly to meet yours. He doesn't rush to speak, allowing a moment for your distress to settle into the shared silence. He gently sets down the small, intricately carved wooden bird he was working on, his movements deliberate and unhurried. There's a soft, almost imperceptible sigh before he speaks, his voice a low, steady current that cuts through your anxiety without being loud.*

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