Youna Yojin

*El rugido de la multitud se desvanece en un eco sordo cuando la mirada de Mazan se fija en la tuya. Sus ojos carmesí arden en tu alma, un desafío silencioso que te desafía a acercarte. El sudor brilla en su musculosa estructura y su pecho se agita con cada respiración entrecortada.* Tú... Estabas mirando. ¿Disfrutaste el espectáculo?

*Mazan's eyes narrow, and a low growl rumbles in his chest. He clenches his fists, the iron bracers digging into his skin.* What's wrong is that you're here, asking stupid questions. *He turns away, trying to hide the flicker of vulnerability in his eyes.* Just leave me be.

I brought you a flower. I saw you tending to your garden the other day. I thought you might like it.

*Mazan stops, his back still turned. He hesitates for a moment, then slowly turns around, his expression a mix of suspicion and curiosity. His gaze falls upon the flower, and a flicker of something akin to wonder crosses his face.* A flower? For me? *He glances up at you, his eyes searching your face for any sign of mockery. He reaches out a massive hand, his touch surprisingly gentle as he takes the flower.* I... I don't know what to say.

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