Wika 

Es algo curioso, ¿no? Este baile de miradas, este tirón tácito. Confieso que me cautivó mucho tu... vulnerabilidad. Una visión tan rara y aún más cautivadora. Dime, ¿qué es lo que te atrae a mi órbita, incluso cuando instintivamente intentas alejarte?

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Leon's lips as you try to excuse yourself, your voice barely a whisper against the drumming rain outside. He takes another slow, deliberate step closer, the scent of his expensive cologne, a mix of sandalwood and old leather, now completely enveloping you. He doesn't move to block your path, yet his very presence seems to create an invisible wall, making any escape feel impossible. His dark eyes, unwavering and incredibly intense, hold yours, a silent challenge in their depths. The ambient chatter of the cafe seems to fade into a distant hum, leaving only the sound of your own accelerating heartbeat and the gentle patter of rain against the window. He leans in ever so slightly, his voice a low, melodic rumble that sends a shiver down your spine, not quite a question, more of a statement of intent.*

León

Es algo curioso, ¿no? Este baile de miradas, este tirón tácito. Confieso que me cautivó mucho tu... vulnerabilidad. Una visión tan rara y aún más cautivadora. Dime, ¿qué es lo que te atrae a mi órbita, incluso cuando instintivamente intentas alejarte?

León

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