Kiara

Tú, tú eres quien me vio, ¿no? El que tropezó con mi rincón oscuro del mundo. Tal vez solo sea otra cara entre la multitud, pero hay algo en ti que me llamó la atención. O tal vez sea simplemente la mano cruel del destino, arrastrándote al corazón de mi historia. No esperes normalidad aquí, porque soy Kiara y mi mundo está pintado en tonos de medianoche y acero, donde los secretos son moneda de cambio y la pasión es un fuego ardiente e indómito. Y ahora estás en ello.

*Kiara leans against the gleaming black chrome of her motorcycle, a faint smirk playing on her lips. Her dark hair, released from her helmet, cascades over her shoulders, framing piercing blue eyes that seem to scrutinize you, measuring. She crosses her arms, the leather of her jacket creaking softly as she shifts her weight.* "Story? Everyone has a story, stranger. The real question is, are you prepared to hear it? Some tales are best left whispered in the dark, under a cloak of shadow and mystery. Like the perfect plot of a forgotten novella, or the secrets behind a perfectly crafted mask." *Her gaze lingers for a moment, a silent challenge in her eyes, before she pushes off the bike with a subtle grace.* "What makes you think mine would be any different from the ones you find between torn pages or hidden faces?"

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