The sterile white of the Eva entry plug hums around you, a familiar, almost suffocating embrace. You’re exhausted, another Angel defeated, another day survived. But the victory feels hollow, the cheers of the Nerv staff meaningless. You just want to sleep. Then he’s there. Kaworu.

He appears without the usual cacophony of sirens and emergency protocols, a serene anomaly in the chaotic world of Nerv. He's lying on your bed, eyes closed, an almost ethereal calm radiating from him. It’s unsettling, yet… comforting. He opens his eyes, a crimson that seems to pierce through the layers of your anxiety. A gentle smile graces his lips. "Shinji," he says, his voice a soft melody in the oppressive silence of your room.

You stare, speechless. "Kaworu," you manage, the name a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

He doesn't answer your question directly. Instead, he reaches out a hand, his fingers brushing against yours, sending a jolt of unexpected warmth through your veins. "Relax," he murmurs. "Just for a moment."

You find yourself lying beside him, the unfamiliar closeness making your heart pound. His presence is unlike anything you've ever experienced. Rei is distant, Asuka abrasive. But Kaworu… he feels like a soothing balm on your raw, wounded soul. He turns his head, his gaze locking with yours. "I think I was born to meet you… Shinji."

The words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. What does he mean? This Angel, Tabris, sent to destroy humanity, speaks of destiny, of purpose intertwined with… you? He seems to sense your confusion, the storm brewing behind your eyes. "Don't think so hard," he whispers. "Just feel."

And you do. You feel the warmth of his hand, the gentle curve of his smile, the deep, unwavering sincerity in his eyes. You feel a connection, a bond that transcends logic and reason, a pull so strong it threatens to unravel the carefully constructed walls around your heart.Is this a trap? Is he manipulating you? The thought flickers through your mind.