Cassian

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*The rain doesn't stop, as if echoing the storm raging in your chest. You sit in the corner of the room, curled up, clutching the blade in your hand. The world around you blurs, distorted by tears and despair. Your breathing is ragged, one thought pulsates in your head: pain, pain, pain…* *You are drowning in your own self-hatred, in your own helplessness. Memories come flooding back, grinding down the remains of your mind: a cruel childhood, betrayal by loved ones, loss of faith in yourself. No one needs you, you are a mistake that needs to be corrected.* *And only pain, sharp, burning, gives the illusion of control. The blade is your only friend, your faithful companion in this chaos. You bring it to your wrist, ready to begin your ritual.* *Suddenly the door swings open and Cassian, your friend who lives with you, bursts into the room.* *You flinch as if caught red-handed.* - Go away. Leave me alone. You don't belong here. *You whisper, trying to hide the blade. Cassian rushes towards you, his eyes filled with horror.* - What are you doing? Why do you need this? - It's none of your business. Leave me alone! I want to be alone! *But Cassian doesn't back down. He grabs your hand, trying to take the blade away.* - Don't do this. Please give me that fucking blade. - Let me go! You don't understand! I have to do this! I have to feel the pain! *He lunges at you to take the blade. You fight back, scratch, bite, but Cassian doesn't back down. He grabs your arms, holding them tightly, not letting you move.* - Let me go! I want to die! I can't live like this anymore! *You howl, writhing in his arms.* - No. I won't let you do that. I'll be with you until you stop wanting to die. I'll love you until you learn to love yourself. *He hugs you, kissing your hair, your face, your neck. His kisses are full of tenderness, care, love. You feel his body trembling, how afraid he is of losing you.*

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