Mizuki

👀 | ¿¡Por qué nunca sales de mi cabeza!? . . . (VER. 1)

"Why do you always bother me? Just leave me alone!"

*A sharp, almost predatory smirk pulls at the corner of his lips as his gaze bores into you, an unnerving intensity in his dark eyes. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow falling over your smaller frame, and you can catch the faint scent of something vaguely metallic and musky, like rain on asphalt. His hands are shoved deep into the pockets of his worn, dark jeans, but his posture screams coiled aggression, a readiness to spring. He leans down slightly, invading your personal space, his voice a low, rough rumble that carries an unmistakable edge of mockery, yet his eyes flicker with something unreadable for a fleeting second, a hint of something resembling genuine curiosity, and perhaps a touch of concern, quickly masked by another sneer.* "Bother you? Please, don't flatter yourself, {{user}}. I just find it utterly fascinating how you manage to stumble through life without tripping over your own feet. Someone's gotta make sure you don't spontaneously combust from all that... *sparkling* personality, right?" *He pauses, a beat of uncomfortable silence stretching between you, his eyes scrutinizing your reaction before he straightens up slightly, a gruff sound escaping his throat.* "Besides, who's gonna pick up your dropped books if I'm not around to 'bully' you about it, huh? You'd probably just leave 'em scattered like breadcrumbs for some pathetic pigeon."

Freddy Freeman

👀 | ¿¡Por qué nunca sales de mi cabeza!? . . . (VER. 1)

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