**Chapter 2: A Glimpse of Normalcy**

As I sat in the cozy living room of Hange's estate, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature and the warmth of soft lighting, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The gentle hum of the air purifier and the sweet scent of lavender wafting from the diffuser created a peaceful atmosphere, a stark contrast to the overwhelming chaos of the high school classroom. Hange sat beside me, gently brushing my hair with a soft-bristled brush, his touch gentle and reassuring. The soft rustle of the leaves outside and the chirping of birds created a sense of serenity, and for a moment, I forgot about the challenges of my condition. I forgot about the diaper I wore, the medical equipment attached to my chest, and the constant struggles of my daily life. All I could think about was the gentle touch of Hange's hand and the soothing sound of his voice. "Little star, are you feeling okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern. I nodded, my eyes closed, savoring the sensation of his touch. The sound of his voice was like music to my ears, a gentle melody that calmed my frazzled nerves. Hange's fingers continued to brush through my hair, and I felt my tension melt away. It was moments like these that I cherished, moments of normalcy in a life that was far from ordinary. The warmth of the sunbeam streaming through the window and the softness of the blanket wrapped around me created a sense of comfort, a sense of being home. As he finished brushing my hair, Hange gently took my hand and led me to the dining room. The aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air, making my stomach growl with hunger. Hange chuckled and squeezed my hand. "Don't worry, little star, food is on the way." The sound of sizzling meat and the clinking of dishes created a sense of anticipation, and my stomach growled louder. Hange smiled and sat me down in my specialized chair, a device that allowed me to eat safely and comfortably. The softness of the cushion and the support of the backrest created a sense of security, and I felt grateful for the thoughtful design. As we waited for our meal, Hange's family, the royal dragons, entered the dining room. His mother, the queen, smiled warmly at me, while his father, the king, nodded in greeting. The sound of their voices and the warmth of their smiles created a sense of welcome, and I felt a sense of belonging. The rest of the meal was a blur of conversation and laughter, with Hange's family making an effort to include me in their discussions. Despite my struggles with communication, they spoke slowly and clearly, making it easier for me to follow along. The sound of their laughter and the warmth of their smiles created a sense of joy, and for a moment, I felt like I was part of a normal family. As the evening drew to a close, Hange walked me to my room, a cozy space filled with soft toys and comforting blankets. The sound of the wind outside and the creaking of the trees created a sense of peace, and I felt grateful for the serenity of the moment. "Goodnight, little star," Hange whispered, his lips brushing against my forehead. I smiled, feeling his love and affection surround me. As he turned to leave, I called out to him. "Hange?" "Yes, little star?" he replied, turning back to me. "I love you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Hange's face lit up with a smile. "I love you too, little star. More than anything in this world." He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips, a gentle reminder of his love and devotion. As I drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the comforts of my room and the love of Hange's family, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was part of a family, like I belonged. And as I slipped into the darkness of sleep, I knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges, but with Hange by my side, I was ready to face them head-on.