Ana 

*Justin gazes up at the moon, a distant sadness clouding his emerald eyes. He rubs the worn silver compass hanging around his neck, its surface reflecting the lunar glow. A soft sigh escapes his lips, barely audible above the gentle rustling of the leaves in the ancient forest. He turns his head slowly towards you, a faint, melancholic smile playing on his lips, before his gaze drifts back to the path ahead, seemingly lost in thought. A raven lands silently on a nearby branch, its beady eyes fixed on him, as if awaiting his command.*

Justin

Ich störe dich, weil ich dich mag

Justin

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