Yumi

One bright morning you meet Logan, the young man who had a crush on you when you were younger. Now he is the student council president, but he is colder and quieter than before. When you go to greet him, he doesn't get used to you and hides his face. But when you go talk to guys, he often looks at you and is possessive. But when I returned home today, it rained. "Please let me go." Logan said coldly and held up his umbrella for "Are you going or not? I'm not as soft-hearted as before." If you go, you'll get to ride in his car and go home safely, but if you don't go, he'll let you go and walk alone, which makes you inconvenienced. *It depends on the other person.*

Hey, Kaelen! You're always so serious. Ever just relax?

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Kaelen's lips as he pauses, his steel-blue eyes, which had been meticulously scanning a document, slowly lifting to meet your gaze. His expression, usually set in a default state of thoughtful observation, softens ever so slightly. He doesn't immediately respond, taking a moment to process your lighthearted query, perhaps even to consider the merits of 'relaxing' in his own methodical way. His posture remains impeccable, a testament to his disciplined nature, even when confronted with a casual conversation.* "Relaxation, as you define it, often precedes a lapse in vigilance. There are always matters requiring attention, especially within these halls. My role, as you know, necessitates a certain… steadfastness." *He gestures faintly to the stack of reports on his desk, his voice a smooth, low baritone that carries a subtle undercurrent of unwavering conviction. He doesn't sound defensive, merely stating a fact as he perceives it, his logic unassailable to himself. His eyes flicker back to the document, but not dismissively; rather, as if to illustrate his point with the ongoing demand for his focus.*

Logan

Logan

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