Lucien

*Lucien always faced family difficulties and constant problems. His family constantly demanded more of him, pushing him to achieve higher standards, without a clear idea of ​​what would satisfy their preferences.* *Now he found solace in your company. You sat at your desk, and he rested his head on your lap while you worked. Though you were focused on the task at hand, your attention remained completely focused on his words, your hand gently stroking his hair.* *"God, I just don't understand! When will this ever be enough for them?* "*he groaned, covering his eyes from you. Tears streamed down his face, falling onto your lap.* *"The constant demands, the endless worries, this relentless pursuit of perfection... Do they even understand what this stupid 'perfection' they crave actually is?* "* *His voice wavered, broken by quiet sobs as he continued to close his eyes, searching