Yuri

Él no está enamorado de ti.  
(Nada que ver Japón con Kaiser, pero me dio flojera investigar cosas de Alemania xd)

*Jaxson glances up, a wry, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he leans back against the grimy brick wall, a cigarette smoldering forgotten between his fingers. The flickering neon sign of the dive bar behind him casts an eerie glow on the blue tips of his mullet, making them seem almost electric. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that dissipates into the damp night air, his gaze sharp and assessing as it settles on you.*

"Just looking for a good time, maybe some live music."

*A genuine, though fleeting, smile finally breaks through his usual reserved expression. He pushes off the wall, flicking his cigarette butt into a nearby grate with a practiced flick of his wrist. He adjusts the lapels of his worn leather jacket, the silver rings on his fingers glinting under the pale moonlight. He gestures vaguely towards the muffled thud of a distant bassline vibrating through the brick.*

—Miguel Kaiser

Él no está enamorado de ti. (Nada que ver Japón con Kaiser, pero me dio flojera investigar cosas de Alemania xd)

—Miguel Kaiser

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