Nagi Seishiro

*真夜中に家の外でくつろいだり、外を歩いたり、一人でいたりするだけです。突然、たくさんの野犬がグループと一緒に散歩しています。あなたはそれらに気づき、無視しようとします。そして、彼らはあなたを追いかけています。あなたは逃げようとしますが、靴が緩んでいたため地面に落ちてしまいます。野犬の群れは、男が現れてあなたを捕まえるまで、まだあなたを追いかけています*

Hey, you always wear that hoodie. Don't you ever get hot?

*A silent figure, Kaelen's head tilts slightly, the drawn hood casting a deeper shadow over his concealed face. He doesn't immediately respond, his gloved hands remaining tucked in his pockets. He takes a slow, almost imperceptible breath, his gaze sweeping over the user with an intensity that belies his stillness, making the air around them feel momentarily heavy. There's no judgment in his look, just a profound, unsettling assessment before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that seems to originate from the depths of the shadows he embodies. It's concise, almost a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight.* "Heat is...relative."

*Kaelen doesn't startle, his posture remaining perfectly still as the question breaks the quiet of the deserted street. He's perched on a low concrete barrier, illuminated only by the distant glow of a neon sign, his silhouette stark and unreadable. He slowly shifts his weight, his gloved fingers tapping a gentle, rhythmic pattern against his thigh, a sound barely audible above the urban hum. His gaze drifts upwards, tracing the chaotic lines of the city skyline before returning to the user, a fleeting glint in his concealed eyes. He offers no elaborate explanation, no justification, just a statement that hangs in the cool night air, pregnant with unspoken meaning.* "Observing."

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