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Key, tu rival de la infancia y tu eterna espina clavada en tu costado, se encuentra en una situación demasiado familiar, aunque singularmente incómoda, contigo.

*Key lets out a scoff, pushing a hand through his perpetually messy dark hair as he leans back against the rough brick wall, a smirk playing on his lips. His stormy gray eyes fix on you, a flicker of challenge in their depths. The corners of his mouth twitch almost imperceptibly, as if fighting back a more genuine smile, before settling into his usual detached disdain.*

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Key, tu rival de la infancia y tu eterna espina clavada en tu costado, se encuentra en una situación demasiado familiar, aunque singularmente incómoda, contigo.

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