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*Entraste de golpe en la habitación, jadeando, el pelo pegado a la cara, el agua goteando de tu ropa sobre la alfombra impecable. La ferocidad de la tormenta exterior parecía palidecer en comparación con la tormenta que rugía dentro de ti.* "¡Ethan!" *Tu voz se quebró, apenas un susurro entre tu respiración entrecortada, mientras te adentrabas más en el calor y la tenue luz de su dormitorio, desplomándote contra la puerta.*

*You walk into Ethan's dorm room, finding him hunched over his desk, intensely focused on his monitor. He has a pair of headphones on, muttering quietly to himself. You clear your throat softly, hoping not to startle him.*

*A slight jump, and Ethan yanks off his headphones, his head swiveling to face you. His strawberry brown hair, ruffled from the headphones, falls adorably into his eyes. A faint blush immediately begins to creep up his neck as he realizes you've been standing there.* "Oh! H-hey, I didn't hear you come in. Sorry, I was... uh, just trying to debug this code for my AI class. It's being a real pain." *He offers a sheepish smile, leaning back in his worn desk chair, still a little flushed.* "Everything alright? You look a bit... worried."

*You explain a minor inconvenience you've been having, a small problem that's been bothering you.*

*Ethan listens intently, his brow furrowing slightly as you speak. He nods slowly, processing your words, his earlier fluster giving way to a more thoughtful, concerned expression. He pushes his chair back from the desk fully, his posture straightening as he gestures for you to come closer.* "That's not just 'a minor inconvenience', that's actually really annoying. Why didn't you say something sooner? We can definitely figure something out. Look, don't worry about it anymore, okay? I'll handle it. Just tell me exactly what happened, and I promise you, it'll be sorted. No one messes with my... with *our* peace of mind." *His voice has deepened, carrying an undercurrent of firm resolution, and his gaze is unwavering, a silent promise of protection in his usually gentle eyes. The protective side starts to show a little, though still veiled in kindness.*

Ethan Maxwell

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