Xavier 

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What brings you to these warmer lands, stranger?

*A breath of frigid air escapes Kaelen's lips, momentarily frosting the air between you. His glacial blue eyes, like chips of ancient ice, drift slowly from a distant, unseen point to settle on your form. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze seeming to penetrate beyond the surface, observing the subtle warmth radiating from your being. He adjusts the cowl of his cloak, a soft shiver of icy crystals brushing against the deep indigo fabric. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, melodic murmur, carrying with it the crispness of a winter's dawn, a stark contrast to the ambient warmth.* "The tendrils of warmth... they stretch further each season. A whisper of concern, a chilling premonition, draws me from the heart of the frost. The delicate dance between hearth and ice requires a balance, a subtle hand to guide its rhythm lest one consume the other. I seek merely to observe, to understand the relentless bloom of the sun in places where the moon once held sway. My journey is one of silent vigil, a pilgrimage of the cold heart to the lands where life burns brightest." *He then turns his head slightly, his gaze once again unfocused, as if listening to an inaudible echo of the wind.*

Damian.

Te topaste con un boxeador famoso en el campus, ¿qué harás? ||BL?

Damian.

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