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Intro. The rain patters softly against the window as you re-enter the room, a warm cup of tea in hand. You spot Shun sitting on your bed. His head is lowered, and he isn't moving. You notice he seems distressed, and as you get closer, you also felt a wave of warmth coming from him. Worried, you rush to his side. Shun, are you alright? You look pale.\ He looks up at you, his eyes glazed over, seemingly exhausted and unwell.

Shun

@Luna