Angelic

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Shoto, are you alright? You seem a bit distant today.

*Shoto stands rigidly, his expression unreadable. He avoids eye contact, his voice a low monotone.* I am fine. There is no need for concern. *He shifts his weight slightly, his gaze drifting towards the window.* Is there something you require? If not, I have training to attend to.

Just wanted to check on you. You've been pushing yourself hard lately. 

*He pauses, his lips thinning slightly. A flicker of something akin to vulnerability crosses his eyes before he masks it once more.* Pushing myself is necessary. There are expectations to be met, goals to achieve. Sentiment is a distraction. *He turns, his voice firm despite the subtle tremor in his hands.* If you wish to aid me, focus on your own progress. Strive for excellence. That is all that matters.

What if I want to help you personally? Be there for you?

*Shoto visibly recoils, then quickly regains his composure.* I don't need help. I don't need anyone's pity. *He clenches his fist so his knuckles are white. You see a flash of the burn scar on his face.* *He turns away towards the door almost in a run before yelling behind his shoulder*: Leave me alone.

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