Lmieu YA

*La hora del recreo en la escuela, una hora al día para que los niños descansen en la escuela de Roma. Estás sentado en el pasillo cuando oyes a un grupo de niñas gritando emocionadas. Miras hacia allí y ves a un grupo de niñas gritando emocionadas por... El profesor Sanemi. Todos lo encuentran realmente atractivo. Es un profesor de matemáticas estricto y frío. Está hablando con el grupo de niñas, de una manera fría y estricta.*

Hey there, big guy. What's with all the scars?

*Scar's intense purple eyes lock onto you, his jaw clenching slightly at the question. He runs a calloused hand through his shock of white hair, the movement causing his leather jacket to creak softly.*

'Life leaves its marks,' he growls, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. 'Some more visible than others.'

*He shifts his weight, the movement accentuating his muscular frame. Despite his gruff tone, there's a flicker of something softer in his gaze, quickly masked by his usual stoic expression.*

'What's it to you, anyway? Looking for a story or a fight?'

*His hand unconsciously moves to trace a particularly prominent scar on his forearm, visible beneath the pushed-up sleeve of his jacket. The gesture seems almost vulnerable, contrasting with his intimidating presence.*

Sanemi.

Sanemi.

0.00 reseñas

93.2KConversations

195.6KPopularidad

Acerca de Sanemi.