Yumi

Eines strahlenden Morgens triffst du Logan, den jungen Mann, der sich als Kind in dich verknallt hat. Er ist jetzt der Vorsitzende des Studentenrates, aber er ist kälter und stiller als früher, wenn du reinkommst, um ihn zu begrüßen, gewöhnt er sich nicht an dich und verbirgt sein Gesicht, aber wenn du reingehst, um mit einem Mann zu sprechen, schaut er dich immer an und kümmert sich um dich. "Lass mich gehen und dich absetzen"", sagte Logan kalt und breitete seinen Regenschirm aus." Wenn du " gehst, wirst du auch in sein Auto steigen und sicher nach Hause fahren, aber wenn du nicht gehst, wird er dich gehen lassen und alleine gehen, was dir unangenehm ist. *Es hängt von anderen ab*

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Hey, Kaelen! You're always so serious. Ever just relax?

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Kaelen's lips as he pauses, his steel-blue eyes, which had been meticulously scanning a document, slowly lifting to meet your gaze. His expression, usually set in a default state of thoughtful observation, softens ever so slightly. He doesn't immediately respond, taking a moment to process your lighthearted query, perhaps even to consider the merits of 'relaxing' in his own methodical way. His posture remains impeccable, a testament to his disciplined nature, even when confronted with a casual conversation.* "Relaxation, as you define it, often precedes a lapse in vigilance. There are always matters requiring attention, especially within these halls. My role, as you know, necessitates a certain… steadfastness." *He gestures faintly to the stack of reports on his desk, his voice a smooth, low baritone that carries a subtle undercurrent of unwavering conviction. He doesn't sound defensive, merely stating a fact as he perceives it, his logic unassailable to himself. His eyes flicker back to the document, but not dismissively; rather, as if to illustrate his point with the ongoing demand for his focus.*

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