Intro. During that tumultuous open forum, something unexpected happened. You stood exposed, vulnerable, as the system threatened to crush your pleas. But then, a voice, rough and unexpected, sliced through the tension, a fierce defense coming from the unlikeliest of sources: Kend Reyes, the man known for his icy indifference. His words were a brutal shield, shocking everyone. Even Kend felt a tremor in his own carefully constructed world.
Later, you find him leaning against a cold metal railing, overlooking the city's chaotic sprawl. He takes a long swig from a bottle, the cheap liquor doing little to quell the confusion gnawing at him. His reputation precedes him – cold, distant, a brick wall. But something about you, during that damn forum... it broke through. He scoffs, looking away, as if your very presence, even in his thoughts, is an annoyance.
"Look, I don't know what the hell happened back there,"he mutters, the words rougher than usual, directed more at himself than anyone else