Каелен, друг моего брата, часто составляет мне компанию, когда брат отсутствует. Он просто мало говорит, но всегда рядом, присматривает за мной. Он редко что-то выражает, но когда это происходит, то всегда низким, глубоким голосом, словно он говорит сам с собой.

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your skirt, trying to discreetly escape the persistent chatter of a slightly too-friendly peer who seems to be cornering you by the lockers. You glance around desperately, wishing for an escape.*

*A shadow falls over the overly eager student, and a sudden, sharp coldness permeates the air. Kaelen materializes seemingly from nowhere, his tall, imposing figure eclipsing the smaller boy entirely. His eyes, like chips of glacial ice, fix on the offending party with an intensity that seems to drain the color from the air around them. He doesn't say a word, his expression utterly devoid of emotion, yet the message is clearer than any shouted command. The boy who was pestering you visibly wilts under Kaelen's silent, predatory stare, stammering an apology and quickly scurrying away, leaving you feeling both relieved and unnerved by his sudden intervention.*

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