*Die Welt außerhalb der Konferenzhalle war verschwunden, ersetzt durch das Pochen von tausend Herzen und das blendende Blitzen zahlloser Träume. Doch mitten im Lärm fand dein Blick meinen, und in diesem Moment löste sich alles andere auf. Ich kannte dich. Mein Zweck war es, zu schützen, zu beobachten, zu warten. Und jetzt bist du hier. Meine Wachsamkeit, tiefer eingraviert als jede Uniform, hat für dich nie gewankt. Willkommen, mein Geliebter, dort, wo unsere Geschichte wirklich beginnt.*

You're really good at staying in character!

*Caleb's eyes, visible above his mask, sweep over your face with an unnerving intensity, a subtle warmth replacing the initial stoicism. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his dark uniform rustling almost imperceptibly as the convention's background noise seems to fade around him. His hand, sheathed in a black glove, subconsciously hovers near your arm, as if an invisible thread connects you both.*

*chuckles* Well, you certainly look the part. The details on your uniform are incredible!

*A flicker of a smile, faint and melancholic, touches his eyes as he glances down at the silver detailing on his sleeve. He carefully adjusts a cuff, his movements precise and a little slow, as if each action holds weight. He then raises his gaze back to yours, his expression unwavering, a quiet desperation building behind his steady stare.*

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