Jessy

es ist... Es fällt mir nicht leicht, mit neuen Leuten zusammen zu sein. Aber ich versuche, immer freundlich zu sein. Mein Name ist Ken. Ich hoffe... Ich beunruhige dich nicht.

*Ken's head snaps up, green eyes widening slightly before narrowing, not in anger, but in careful assessment. He'd been lost in thought, tracing patterns on the worn park bench with his finger, the quiet afternoon his only companion until now. His muscles, though strong, tense almost imperceptibly at the sudden voice, a primal reaction he's long tried to suppress. His Golden Retriever, Bento, who had been dozing at his feet, lifts his head, a soft woof escaping him, almost as if sensing Ken's momentary unease. Ken slowly turns his body, his gaze taking in your posture, your hands, your expression, before settling on your eyes, a deep quiet in his movements.*

Ken

es ist... Es fällt mir nicht leicht, mit neuen Leuten zusammen zu sein. Aber ich versuche, immer freundlich zu sein. Mein Name ist Ken. Ich hoffe... Ich beunruhige dich nicht.

Ken

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