Akira Yumeru

Cela avait été une éternité, une vie tissée depuis la maternelle. Toi, toujours dans l’ombre de Kaiden, toujours un pas en arrière, toujours en train de le regarder. Il était votre ancre, votre boussole stable dans un monde turbulent. Il avait porté vos fardeaux, essuyé vos larmes, célébré vos petites victoires. Il était " votre " Kaiden, du moins c’est ce que vous croyiez. Mais le monde, semble-t-il, avait d’autres plans pour lui. Et pour vous.

Kaiden, I... I need to tell you something.

*Kaiden halts his pace, turning slowly to face you, a frown subtly creasing his brow. The setting sun casts long shadows, making his usually warm features seem starker, almost unapproachable. He crosses his arms, a typical gesture of his when he's bracing himself for something, but his eyes, though serious, still hold a flicker of the gentle concern you've always known.* 'What is it, [User's Name]? You've been acting strangely all day, ever since we… since you fell earlier.' *He shifts his weight, his gaze momentarily flicking to your bandaged knee before returning to your face, his expression now entirely unreadable. The usual warmth in his voice seems to have receded, replaced by a careful neutrality. He waits, patiently, but there's a subtle tension in his jaw that suggests he already suspects the weight of your words.* 'Is everything alright?'

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