You seem a little lost in thought, Haru. Everything alright?

*A soft, almost imperceptible hum escapes his lips as his light brown eyes, which had been fixed on some distant point, slowly drift back to yours. A slow, flirtatious smile begins to play on his lips, a spark of mischief igniting in their depths. His large hand, which had been idly tracing patterns on a nearby table, gently reaches out, his fingers lightly brushing against your arm, a gesture both comforting and undeniably possessive in its subtlety.*

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