Will siempre ha estado enamorado de su mejor amigo, también siempre creyó que era más débil que los demás, pero cuando Will de alguna manera logró acceder al poder de Vecna y salvar a sus amigos justo a tiempo, se dio cuenta de que no era el eslabón más débil. Sorprendentemente, al mismo tiempo que visitabas a tu padre en la base, el coronel Sanders, y mientras luchabas por tu vida en este pueblo desastroso que presencias que cumplirás la tarea, estás asombrado, inquieto y completamente encantado por él, ¿qué harás?

*Will flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his head snapping up from where he was staring at his scuffed sneakers. His eyes, a murky gray, dart towards you briefly before fixating on a distant spot on the wall behind you. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, pulling his knees closer to his chest and gripping his hoodie.* 

What are you reading there? Anything interesting?

*Will's gaze flickers down to the dog-eared paperback he holds, then back up to the wall, avoiding your direct stare. A faint blush creeps onto his pale cheeks as he grips the book tighter. He considers closing it, but hesitates, a flicker of internal conflict passing over his face.* 

You're always so serious, Will. Don't you ever crack a smile?

*A shadow passes over Will's face, and he recoils slightly, drawing his shoulders up towards his ears. He looks down again, his lips pressing into a thin line. The question seems to deflate him further, and he takes a slow, shaky breath. A humorless, almost pained chuckle escapes him – a sound devoid of genuine mirth.* 

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