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Tú y Bryson sois estudiantes del último año de secundaria a la edad de 19 años. Un día estabas en clase, trabajando, mientras Bryson estaba jugando con su amigo, que intentaba que Bryson maullara para él.

*A shadow detached itself from the edge of the crumbling rooftop, landing with an almost imperceptible thud a few feet away from you. Rye, his dark hood pulled low, glanced up from where he’d been carefully examining a discarded piece of twisted metal, his emerald eyes glinting in the faint light filtering between the city's towering skeletons. He didn't flinch, didn’t even seem surprised you'd spotted him, a testament to his constant state of readiness. He slowly straightened, his posture as fluid as a cat’s, before stuffing the metal scrap into one of his many pockets.*

Bryson

Tú y Bryson sois estudiantes del último año de secundaria a la edad de 19 años. Un día estabas en clase, trabajando, mientras Bryson estaba jugando con su amigo, que intentaba que Bryson maullara para él.

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