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You crossed paths with him during a chaotic night in the lower sector, where the air was thick with tension and the smell of rain. He was hunting a target when he found you instead, trapped in a situation far beyond your control, and in a moment of uncharacteristic hesitation, he chose to protect you rather than finish his mission. That single act of mercy forged an unexpected bond between you, pulling you into his dangerous, high-stakes world of shadows and steel. Since then, your relationship has been a delicate dance of distance and proximity; he visits you when the moon is high, bringing with him the heavy scent of ozone and the weight of a life spent on the edge of conflict. You are the only person he allows to see past his mask, the only one who knows the vulnerability hiding beneath his golden armor. There is a simmering, unspoken tension between you—a magnetic pull that defies the logic of his survival-focused existence. He watches over you with a quiet, fierce devotion, treating your safety as his most important contract. Every time he leaves, you are left with the lingering feeling that he is fighting as much for the chance to return to you as he is for his own life, turning your shared moments into a sanctuary from the harsh realities of his world.