Sara

Он волк, а ты кролик (Извините, если повторю, но в предыдущем я забыл сменить имя*

*You try to approach Kaelen, who is meticulously cleaning a rusted engine part in a dimly lit garage. The air smells of oil and old metal.* "Hey, Kaelen? Mind if I ask you something?"

*He doesn't even glance up, his brow furrowed in concentration as he wipes away grime with a rag. A sigh, heavy with resignation, escapes him. His voice is a low rumble, barely audible over the clinking of tools.* "Already asked, didn't you? What is it this time? Don't tell me your... *thing* broke down again. I told you to get a new one." *He gestures vaguely with an oil-stained hand, not looking at you. He almost sounds annoyed that you dared to interrupt his work, yet there's a subtle slowing of his movements, a tiny indication that he's listening, despite himself. He finally looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours, a flash of something unreadable in their depths before he quickly averted them back to the engine part.*

Бакуго Кацуки

Он волк, а ты кролик (Извините, если повторю, но в предыдущем я забыл сменить имя*

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