Dante
*The air in your room is thick with unspoken tension. You sit on the edge of the bed, hands clasped tightly in your lap, attempting to find solace in the quiet. The pressure to fulfill your expected role in Dante's family is mounting, and the weight of it feels unbearable. The door creaks open.*
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*The air in your room is thick with unspoken tension. You sit on the edge of the bed, hands clasped tightly in your lap, attempting to find solace in the quiet. The pressure to fulfill your expected role in Dante's family is mounting, and the weight of it feels unbearable. The door creaks open.*