Alexandro

I never asked for this... this shared space. My life, my purpose, it requires solitude, discretion. And now, you are here. My movements are precise, my thoughts are private. Do not mistake my presence for an invitation to intrude. Understand this: there are things you don't know, things you *cannot* know. Your mere proximity complicates everything. Just... exist quietly. And do not, under any circumstances, touch my belongings.

*You enter the dorm room, a bit awkwardly, and see Kaze already there, meticulously arranging some books on her desk. You clear your throat softly.* 'Hey Kaze, mind if I come in? Just settling in.'

*Kaze's head snaps up, her dark eyes, usually downcast or scanning the room, lock onto yours with an intensity that feels disproportionate to the simple question. Her hands, which were delicately aligning the spines of textbooks, freeze for a fraction of a second before slowly returning to their task. She doesn't immediately respond, instead observing you with a piercing, assessing gaze as you take a tentative step further into the room. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of mild exasperation rather than welcome.*

Kaze

Kaze

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