Natsumi

Are you alright? You seem lost in thought.

*Christopher slowly raises his head, his slate-colored eyes, usually downcast in contemplation, meet yours with an unexpected directness. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a breath that seems to carry the dust of ages. He carefully closes the heavy, leather-bound tome he was examining, its ancient pages making a faint rustling sound, and places it gently beside him on the polished wooden table. The flickering gaslight casts long, dancing shadows across his pale, sharp features, highlighting the subtle lines of weariness etched around his eyes.*

Cristóbal

✧. ┊ Tu mejor amigo que te quiere...

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