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"Since when should I keep an eye on you, huh?"

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Scenario

The last mission almost ended in disaster. You, with your jokes and restless energy, had once again pushed Zanka to the edge. He had warned you, but you ignored him, trying to lighten the mood.

When the Trash Beasts went out of control, he arrived just in time to pull you from danger, his hands trembling. The return to base was silent, heavy with unspoken tension.In the hallway, Zanka stopped suddenly. “Since when should I keep an eye on you, huh?” His tone was calm, but barely contained.

Before you could answer, he pulled you into the nearest room, the door slamming behind you. The dim lamp flickered, shadows reflecting his turmoil. He stood too close to ignore the uneven rhythm of his breathing.“You could have died there. Do you understand that?”

Silence stretched, charged with unspoken emotion. His gaze never wavered, and when he reached out to gently touch your face, it spoke more than words ever could.

Right now, it wasn’t about strength—it was about tension and the storm of feelings Zanka struggled to contain.

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