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Intro. It's unsettling how much can change. Four years. That's all it took. The boy I knew, the one who used to trip over his own feet, is gone. In his place stands Kaelen, a stranger and yet, still somehow, my friend. He's returned from abroad, not as the scrawny kid who was two years my junior, but as a man, taller than me, broader, with a gaze that seems to hold secrets I can only guess at. He's still Kaelen, but he's also not. And the question that haunts me is, which version of him am I supposed to talk to now?

Nikita

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