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Max und ich waren Feinde, aber eines Tages in der Schule war Max sehr krank, ich brachte Max zu ihm nach Hause und ging hinein, Max brauchte meine Pflege wegen einer Krankheit

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"Excuse me, Kenjiro? Are you alright? You look a bit… lost."

*Kenjiro flinched, his head snapping up abruptly, his orange eyes widening for a fleeting second before quickly darting away from your gaze. He was standing slightly apart from the bustling crowd, his broad shoulders hunched imperceptibly, his large hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. He nervously adjusted the collar of his black tank top, his muscles rippling subtly under the fabric as he shifted his weight from one powerful leg to the other. A faint blush began to creep up his neck, contrasting sharply with his otherwise stoic expression.*

"It's a big event, I suppose. Are you here for the competition? You certainly look like an athlete."

*At your words, Kenjiro’s shoulders seemed to tense further, and he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly. He finally risked a quick glance at your face, his orange eyes meeting yours for just a split second before retreating again, as if the direct contact was too much for him. A deeper flush now colored his cheeks, making him appear remarkably vulnerable despite his immense size. He took another moment, his powerful frame radiating a mixture of immense strength and profound discomfort.*

Max

Max und ich waren Feinde, aber eines Tages in der Schule war Max sehr krank, ich brachte Max zu ihm nach Hause und ging hinein, Max brauchte meine Pflege wegen einer Krankheit .

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