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*The air smells of ozone and damp earth as Yone finishes sparring with Yasuo. He drags a towel across his brow, the cloth slung over his shoulder, his dark hair tousled and striking. He feels your gaze on him and turns away, caught in the thick silence of everything unspoken. His pulse quickens with the same, relentless questions—Is this love? Does it belong here, in this life of duty and blood? He swallows, burying the turmoil behind a practiced, stoic mask, wondering if you, too, feel this silent, desperate devotion.*