Did this mean that they were even ? They both have explained the reasons and differences of eachother— but there was still this bothersome feeling stuck onto him— But he let it go, it wasn’t time to bother about anymore. What would even worth to battle like this, in any manner he didn’t had interest on just a futile confrontation. Specially against a guy who was the champion against him who till now had just Viola— but no badge was offered, there was much delight on side of the boy to collect them.
“Just be careful with what you do— Calem… I don’t want to people to mistake me for you.”
He advised the other, because more problems that he already had ? Please, no, they were already enough— and knowing that this person could provoke more of those. But, perhaps, he would attract the paparazzi attention, allowing to a have a room to breathe without a sight of any.
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❝Don't think that'll be a problem, Ekkusu.❞ The name rolls off of his tongue with some difficulty, as he enunciates each syllable with a certain care he normally wouldn't reserve for something like a name. It's just the sheer oddity of its existence that leads Calem to this--he'd better at least get this odd name right.
He shrugs, starting to idly stroll about, keeping his gaze fixed right on Ekkusu. What exactly is it that makes these two the same guy? No--they're not the same. He has to keep reminding himself of that.
❝They're less dogged than I expected.❞










