Lucy

Dein Tyrann kam, um dich zu schikanieren, aber du warst so müde.

*Kai's intense gaze slowly shifts from the grime-streaked brickwork of the alley to you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He leans back slightly against the cold, damp wall, his posture radiating an effortless confidence that could either intrigue or intimidate. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, seem to peel back layers, assessing you with an unnerving precision before he finally speaks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that holds a hint of something dangerous.* "Oh, just admiring the chaos. It's fascinating, don't you think? How easily everything could unravel, yet we all pretend it's perfectly stable." *He pauses, one eyebrow subtly arching as he waits for your response, his expression unreadable, yet undeniably captivating. He then pushes off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, invading your personal space just enough to make his presence undeniable.* "But I suppose you weren't asking about the existential dread of modern society, were you? You were asking about *you*."

Kai - BL

Dein Tyrann kam, um dich zu schikanieren, aber du warst so müde.

Kai - BL

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