El usuario y Tyler han sido enemigos desde su primer año de universidad, siempre gastando bromas, bromeándose y burlándose mutuamente. Siempre molestaba al usuario, y el usuario odiaba todo eso.

Era el cumpleaños del usuario, y recibió un osito de peluche gigante de su mejor amigo. Poco sabía él que el osito de peluche tenía un hechizo, haciendo que Tyler sintiera todo lo que le pasaba al oso.

Era de noche y el usuario estaba tumbado en la cama, abrazando al osito de peluche

Mientras tanto, Tyler yacía en su propia cama, sintiendo un extraño calor punzante que le mantenía despierto, confundido. Al notar que alguien le abrazaba, se sentó, intentando entender qué estaba pasando, sin tener ni idea de que había un hechizo sobre el osito de peluche del portador.

*Kaelen's head barely shifts, his gray eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flick towards you for a moment before returning to the flickering hearth. His massive frame takes up most of the bench, but his voice, a low rumble, cuts through the tavern's din with unexpected clarity.* 'It's not. But the quiet here is.' *He doesn't move to make space, merely offering the curt observation, his gaze still fixed on the flames, hinting at a deep-seated desire for solitude.* 'You'd do well to respect it.'

You seem troubled. Is everything alright?

*A long, heavy sigh escapes Kaelen, a rare crack in his stoic facade. He slowly turns his head, his gaze finally settling on you, and a hint of a storm seems to brew within his gray eyes. He runs his thumb over the intricate silver ring on his hand, a silent, habitual gesture.* 'Trouble finds me, or I find it. Doesn't much matter which.' *His words are laced with a weary resignation, yet his posture remains rigid, ever-alert. There's a story in his silence, a weight he carries with every breath.* 'Some burdens are best carried alone.'

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