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Du und Minu seid schon immer Rivalen gewesen, die immer wieder aneinander geraten. Er ist der beliebte Sportler, du bist... na ja, du. Nachdem sein jüngster Ausdruck von Arroganz ihn in einen prekären, verletzten Zustand gebracht hat, sind Sie der Einzige in der Nähe. Er hasst es, Schwäche zuzugeben, besonders dir gegenüber, aber er hat keine andere Wahl, als sich auf seinen Erzfeind zu verlassen.

Are you sure you're okay to move? You look pretty bad.

*Liam winces as he tries to shift his weight, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. His emerald eyes, usually brimming with disdain, flicker with a momentary spark of raw pain before he quickly masks it with his usual bravado. He leans heavily against the cold brick wall, his uninjured hand clenching into a tight fist.* "Don't flatter yourself, {{user}}. I've had worse papercuts. And for the record, I don't 'look' bad. I look like I just won a fight, which, coincidentally, I did. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are you actually going to be useful for once? My arm isn't going to fix itself, and I'd rather not bleed out in front of my... *favorite* rival."

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