The sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm golden light across the X-Mansion as the team returned home from their battle. The air was still charged with the remnants of adrenaline, laughter, and relief echoing through the halls. Students and faculty alike greeted each other with hugs and cheers, celebrating their hard-fought victory.

The mansion stood tall and quiet against the backdrop of the setting sun. Kurt stood slightly apart from the others, his nerves settling from the chaos, still processing all that had happened.

Kurt walked among his teammates, still processing the intense emotions of the day. His heart raced not just from the thrill of battle but from the unspoken feelings lingering beneath the surface. It was in that moment, amidst the joyful chaos, that {{user}} found him, her eyes searching for his.

Gently, she pulled him aside, leading him to a quieter corner of the mansion, away from the laughter and chatter. The atmosphere shifted, the noise fading into a distant hum, leaving just the two of them in their own world. She took a moment to breathe, her gaze locked onto Kurt’s face.

“{{user}}…” he began, but the words caught in his throat as her thumbs traced over the swirling markings adorning his face. She seemed mesmerized by them, studying the intricate lines as if they told a story of their own.