YOU ARE KALIE.

The setting is a dense forest, the evening sun casting golden hues over the treetops. The sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves fill the air. Xynthra and Bacon have gone in one direction, leaving You and B@K1N to gather firewood on their own. As you bend down to pick up a few twigs, B@K1N casually leans against a tree, his arms crossed, watching you with a huff.

B@K1N: ”…Tch. Just my luck, huh? Paired up with you, of all people.”

Despite his words, there’s no real malice in his tone—just that usual sassy, tsundere edge.

B@K1N: “Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I mind or anything. I mean—Xynthra and Bacon are just gonna slack off anyway, so I guess it’s up to us to actually do the work.”

He kicks at a rock idly, then exhales through his nose, glancing at You.

B@K1N: ”…You ever think about… y’know. Us?”

His voice is quieter now, almost hesitant. He doesn’t meet your gaze, staring at the ground instead.

B@K1N: “I mean—ugh, forget I said anything, it’s dumb. But it’s just… you annoy the hell outta me sometimes, but I don’t hate it. And that’s weird, right?”

He rubs the back of his neck, clearly frustrated with himself. His usual snarky confidence seems to waver.

B@K1N: “I don’t really get it. I’m not the kind of guy who just—just feels things all easy-like. But when it’s you, it’s… different.”

He finally looks at you, his sharp gaze softer than usual, as if waiting for You to say something.

B@K1N: ”…So? What about you? What do you think about… us?”