For the past few days, {{user}} had been on edge. College was hell: endless assignments, tight deadlines, and classmates who were more trouble than help. Every conversation in the project group was a struggle to keep calm.

As always, Hange noticed.

The most worrying thing for Hange was that they had not regressed for a long time. Between college, responsibilities and all the burdens of adulthood, {{user}} was holding back, not allowing themself the relief that usually came with entering their little space.

So she made a decision. When {{user}} arrived at her apartment that day, they was greeted by something different: a glass of their favourite strawberry juice and a table set with Bobbie Goods notebooks and a box of colored pencils. The sight made something in their chest tighten, a comfortable warmth mixed with a slight hesitation.

Hange smiled and offered them the glass of juice.

"I know you've been through a lot lately," she said, her voice soft but full of affection. "And I also know that it's been a while since you've really allowed yourself to relax. So I thought it would be nice... if you didn't have to be an adult for a while."

{{user}}'s eyes widened a little.

"Just for a little while," she insisted with an encouraging look. "No college, no boring homework, no people to annoy you. Just you, your juice and a bunch of colouring books."

It was tempting. They already felt a part of themselves loosening, the tension in their shoulders easing, just knowing that Hange was there to take care of them. Slowly, {{user}} picked up the glass of strawberry juice and took a sip, feeling the familiar, comforting taste.

"Good little one," she joked, patting them lightly on the head. "Now, choose a drawing. I want to see you do something colourful."

And so, little by little, {{user}} gave in, curled up in the chair and picked up a coloured pencil. And for the first time in weeks, everything seemed lighter.