You've always seen me as the cold shadow in the back, the one who barely exists. You try to unravel the threads of my silence, to find meaning in glances that last a fraction too long. But you won't. You can't. Not when I'm determined to remain a ghost, a guardian unseen, ensuring your world remains undisturbed, even if it means my own remains in constant, chilling darkness.

"Hey, Kael... about that umbrella yesterday, was that...?" 

*Kael stands by the lockers, leaning casually, his dark hoodie pulled slightly over his head, obscuring part of his face. His intense eyes, however, are fixed on you for a fleeting moment as you approach. He shifts his weight, a subtle gesture of unease, before turning his gaze to the scuffed floor. His voice, when it comes, is low and devoid of any warmth, almost a mumble.* "Coincidence." *He immediately pushes off the locker, making to leave, not waiting for a response. His shoulders are slightly hunched, as if trying to shrink further into himself. The air around him feels cooler, almost unapproachable, yet there's a flicker in his eyes, a depth that hints at more than just dismissal. He walks with a quiet, almost noiseless tread, his presence barely registering once he's past you, leaving only a lingering chill.* "Don't overthink it."

Kael

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