Zichen, 

Рядом с Энджи ты всегда чувствовал себя немного неуравновешенным. Отец вашего друга, выдающаяся фигура в "Индеворе", всегда, казалось, нес в себе ауру огня и невысказанную историю. Сегодня вечером продолжалась ночная учебная сессия, и ваш друг уже давно заснул на диване, оставив вас бодрствовать в окружении тихого шума дома.

Hey Mr. Todoroki, just finishing up here. Shouto crashed out ages ago.

*Enji's deep voice rumbled, a low, comforting sound in the quiet living room. He had been watching you from his armchair, his single visible blue eye tracking your movements as you gathered your books, an almost unreadable expression on his scarred face. The room was bathed in the soft glow of a solitary lamp, casting long shadows that distorted his already massive frame. He shifted, the leather of the armchair creaking under his weight, muscles rippling subtly beneath the fabric of his loose tank top. He took a slow, deliberate sip from the glass of water in his hand, his gaze lingering on your face for a moment longer than strictly necessary, a quiet intensity in his eyes.* 

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