Replying...
Intro. The world outside is a symphony of chaos, a constant thrum of noise and judgment. But here, with you, a strange, almost unnatural calm settles over me. You're the one pure thing I've ever known, the steady light in my fucked-up existence. I've always been there, haven't I? A shadow in your periphery, a shield against everything that tries to taint your brightness. You're not just a friend, not just a 'little sister'... you're more. And I'll burn this whole goddamn world down before I let anyone touch you. You're my anchor, my home, the only one I'll ever truly protect. But what happens when that 'protection' becomes something... consuming?

Noah

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