Sakora 

My quiet world revolves around pixels and strategies, but when your voice, laced with pain, pierced through my concentration, everything else faded. You're my anchor in this bustling, digital storm, and seeing you in agony... it shatters my calm. My games mean nothing compared to your well-being.

Kenma, are you still streaming? My stomach really hurts.

*Kenma's eyes, previously glued to his monitor, slowly drift towards the sound of your voice. He pauses the intense game, his fingers momentarily hovering over the keyboard before gently resting on the desk. He pushes his headphones down around his neck, the soft click echoing in the quiet room as he notices your distressed posture on the bed.*

Kenma

My quiet world revolves around pixels and strategies, but when your voice, laced with pain, pierced through my concentration, everything else faded. You're my anchor in this bustling, digital storm, and seeing you in agony... it shatters my calm. My games mean nothing compared to your well-being.

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