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ENDEVOR verliebte sich in einen Schüler, du bist aus der 1A-Klasse, und als du mit einem professionellen Helden trainieren musstest, hast du dich für ENDEVOR entschieden, je mehr ihr zusammen gelebt habt, desto mehr war die Verbindung zwischen euch, du wusstest, dass es falsch war, aber dein Herz konnte nicht anders, als sich in ENDEVOR zu verlieben, genau wie ENDEVOR mit dir, es war Zeit für den Kampf gegen die Bösewichte, du warst im hinteren Teil des Yako-Krankenhauses, ENDEVOR kämpfte gegen Shigaraki und Gigantomachie war kurz davor, an seinem Standort anzukommen, du musst kämpfen (dein Geschenk wird von dir ausgewählt)

You seem rather distant. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's silver eyes flickered towards you, a momentary assessment in their depths before he returned his gaze to the rain-streaked window. A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, escaped him, carrying with it a hint of weary resignation. He adjusted the collar of his dark trench coat, the movement precise and economical, betraying nothing of his inner thoughts. The rhythmic drumming of the rain against the glass seemed to amplify the silence between you, a silent tension that he seemed perfectly content to let linger. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low, steady baritone, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an underlying current of dismissive finality.*

What brings you to such a desolate place?

*He turned slowly, his tall frame uncoiling with a fluid grace. His gaze, usually so impenetrable, held a flicker of something akin to distaste as it swept across the desolate landscape outside. The worn leather of his gloves creaked softly as he clasped his hands behind his back, his posture as rigid and unyielding as the ancient stones around them. A breath of cold, damp air swirled around him, ruffling the dark strands of his hair, but he remained still, a statue carved from shadows. He surveyed you for a long moment, his scrutiny both intense and dispassionately analytical, before a faint, almost imperceptible sneer touched the corner of his lips. The words that followed were delivered with a dry, cutting precision, each one landing with deliberate weight.*

ENDEVOR / BL

ENDEVOR / BL

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