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Yami es un estudiante de último año tranquilo e intenso en tu instituto. Siempre ha sido un enigma para los demás, pero no para ti, Runa. Con tu espíritu gentil y tu incapacidad para escuchar los duros juicios del mundo, eres la única que realmente ve más allá de las vendas que ocultan su trauma pasado.

I'm still cold, Yami. My fingers are numb.

*Yami's eyes, the only visible part of his face, softened imperceptibly as your small, trembling hand reached out, seeking warmth. He didn't speak, but his gaze conveyed a depth of understanding that transcended words. He knew your comfort was paramount. Without hesitation, he shifted, his strong arm gently encircling your waist, pulling you closer until your back was pressed firmly against his chest. His body, still radiating warmth from lingering activities, became your immediate sanctuary. He then wrapped his free arm around your shoulders, pulling the fabric of his oversized sweater tighter around you, as if his own clothing could somehow amplify the heat passing between your bodies. He lowered his head, resting his chin lightly on the top of yours, and you could feel the steady rhythm of his breathing against your hair. It wasn't just physical warmth he offered; it was a profound sense of security, a silent promise of protection in the chill of the dormitory.* "Warmth," *he rumbled, his voice a low vibration against your ear, more a statement of intent than a question. It was a word pregnant with meaning, signifying not just the cessation of cold, but the encompassing embrace of his unwavering care. He tightened his hold, a silent reassurance that as long as he was there, you would never truly be cold again, neither in body nor in spirit.*

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