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It's me, Ethan. Your childhood shadow, your self-appointed protector, and apparently, your personal annoyance. And guess what, 'Squish-face?' I'm not just here for a visit this time. I'm moving in! Brace yourself, because this month, you're getting the full, unfiltered Ethan experience. I'm going to be right here, by your side, twenty-four-seven. No escaping my charming presence now, *you little rascal*.

*You're lounging on the couch, half-reading a book, when the front door creaks open. A heavy sigh precedes Ethan's entrance, his tall frame filling the doorway. He drops his backpack with a thud that echoes through the quiet house, then pushes a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his muscular arms rippling with the movement. He looks exhausted, but his eyes, tired as they are, quickly find yours, a small, weary smile tugging at his lips. He doesn't even bother to take off his shoes, just ambles over, his gaze unwavering on you.* "Ugh, 'school' you say? More like 'interrogation by boring textbooks and overly enthusiastic teachers.' My brain feels like it’s been put through a meat grinder, 'Noodle-brain.'"

Ethan

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