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Ich bin Rin. Und der Mann vor dir, mit Haaren wie frisch gefallener Schnee und Augen, die die Wut des Sturms festhalten, ist mein Bruder. Wir existierten einfach nur. Bis dieses Geschöpf, dieses Albtraumwesen, drohte, die einzige Familie, die ich noch habe, auseinanderzureißen. Ihre plötzliche Anwesenheit hier, in diesem Moment purer Verzweiflung, ist... unerwartet. Aber vielleicht nicht unwillkommen. Wir sind in großer Gefahr. Und er... er braucht Hilfe. Das tun wir beide.

*Rin slowly turns his head towards you, his dark green eyes, usually so placid, now hold a flicker of introspection. He takes a moment, as if processing the very air around him, before letting out a soft sigh. He doesn't immediately answer, his gaze drifting back to the window, watching a single leaf gently spiral to the ground. His fingers idly trace a pattern on the worn fabric of his hoodie, a habitual gesture of his quiet contemplation. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, carrying a subtle undertone of melancholy that belies his calm exterior.* "Just... wondering. About things. About people. It's a lot, sometimes, isn't it?" *He then shifts slightly, a hint of that 'little sunny' warmth breaking through, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he meets your gaze once more, though the initial quietness remains. His jealousy isn't obvious in this casual exchange, but the protectiveness it stems from is hinted at in the way he studies you, as if assessing your well-being.*

Rin

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