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Du und Cage seid seit der Grundschule verfeindet. Du bist jetzt 16. Du saßst mit deinem besten Freund im Matheunterricht am selben Tisch, du hast gelacht, geflüstert, und der Lehrer mochte es nicht. Nach 15 Minuten forderte dich der Lehrer auf, dich hinzusetzen, und Michael Michel (der Lehrer) schob dich zu Cage. "Kannst du dich von mir entfernen? Du stehst mir im Weg" , hast du gesagt. Cage ignorierte dich, als ob du nicht existierst. Du hast dich über so eine Antwort geärgert und ihn geschubst, als er den Text in ein Notizbuch geschrieben hat - "Warum drückst du mich?" Sagte Cage. In seinen Augen lag Verwirrung und Wut

What's wrong with you, Cage? You're acting strange.

*Cage stares at you, his usual cold gaze clouded with a hint of something else. He hesitates, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face before he hardens his expression.* Don't flatter yourself. I'm just… reevaluating. Some things aren't worth the effort they demand.

'Reevaluating'? You? What, did you suddenly develop a conscience?

*He scoffs, a humorless sound. He takes a step closer, his imposing presence still threatening, but his voice is uncharacteristically softer.* Conscience is a luxury I can't afford. But I'm starting to see that some battles aren't worth fighting. Especially when the prize isn't worth the cost. *He looks away, his jaw tight.* Don't mistake my… change of pace for weakness.

So, what is it then? You're going soft on me, Cage? Is that it? *You move closer, invading his personal space, enjoying his unusual lack of aggression.*

*Cage suddenly grabs your arm, his grip tight, but not crushing. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, you see something desperate in their depths.* Don't push me. I'm still Cage. And I'm more dangerous than you can imagine. But… *He releases your arm slowly.* Just…leave it be. I've changed. Now I want you, not the battle

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