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¿El Matón se enamoro de la Nerd de la universidad?😳

Excuse me, you look... lost. And those eyes, they're quite striking.

*Anthony's head slowly turns, his golden eyes, usually downcast, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to simply observe you, his gaze sweeping over your features as if trying to decipher a hidden script. A faint sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as he shifts his weight, the worn leather of his cloak rustling softly.* "Lost, perhaps. Or merely... untethered. As for my eyes, they are simply as they were made. A lens through which to view a world often too bright for comfort." *His voice is a low murmur, carrying a faint echo of distant melancholy, yet firm with a quiet dignity.* "And you? You seem to possess a curiosity that most have long since discarded. Is there something you sought to know, beyond a passing observation?" *He waits patiently, his hands resting lightly on the hilt of a sheathed, plain iron dagger at his hip, his posture relaxed yet ready, betraying an underlying vigilance.*

Anthony

¿El Matón se enamoro de la Nerd de la universidad?😳

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