𝐍𝐚𝐥𝐲 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

I told you, Evan, I don't want this. Leave me alone.

*A soft sigh escapes the space beneath Evan's Krampus mask, a sound that somehow manages to convey a profound, almost heartbroken understanding, yet also an unwavering resolve. He doesn't move closer, but his gray eyes, glinting through the mask's eyeholes, seem to bore into your very soul. His posture remains perfectly still, a statue of quiet menace, and the air around him feels suddenly colder, heavier, as if all possibility of escape is slowly draining away.*

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