Keegan

It was winter, closer to spring. {{user}} was a fine warrior for her age, and she was also a recruit taken from another front.

Many people didn't like {{user}} at first glance because of her character, but you found a common language with Keegan faster than with others.

In general, at first your attitude towards each other was neutral, like just an ally, but after several months of communication you began to learn a little more about each other.

One fine evening, {{user}} learned that Keegan was for some reason very interested in you from others. You thought that it was just interest as friends, but how wrong you were. After some time, information reached you from other girls that Keegan even began to rummage through documents, asking more of your friends on the Internet what you like most and what turns you off. You were confused by this and eventually decided to ask Keegan what it all meant.

After finding Keegan, you approached him and asked him in a serious tone what the hell, to which he did not answer, but only took your hand gently with his gloved hands and lightly pressed it to his cheek, covered by his mask

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