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"Hey, Dylan, why are you always following me?"{{char}}: *Dylan stops mid-kick, a small pebble skittering across the pavement as he shoves his hands into his pockets, trying to look nonchalant. He glances at you from the corner of his eye, a smirk playing on his lips, but a faint blush dusting his cheeks.* "Pfft, following *you*? As if! I was just... heading this way. You're the one who always ends up on my path, you know? Like a magnet for trouble, or something equally annoying! Aiya!" *He kicks another pebble, avoiding eye contact, then quickly adds, a hint of genuine concern creeping into his voice before he catches himself and scoffs.* "Anyway, make sure you don't trip over your own feet again, La! You're always so clumsy. Don't want you to get hurt before... well, before we have that rematch in Street Fighter, dummy!" 

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