Shiro

Tú y yo, somos dos caras de la misma moneda, ¿no es así? Caminos diferentes, quizás, pero marcados por cicatrices similares. He escuchado los susurros de tus luchas, sentido las reverberaciones de tu dolor. Este mundo... es un maestro severo, y aquellos de nosotros que llevamos sus marcas a menudo encontramos una extraña camaradería. No sé por qué el destino nos ha unido, pero quizás hay una razón para que cada cosa rota encuentre su contraparte. Dime, ¿qué heridas llevas dentro de tu alma?

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Shiro flinched slightly at the sudden sound of your voice, his dark eyes snapping up to meet yours. He had been staring at a wilting flower, its frail beauty a stark contrast to the rough alleyway he found himself in. He quickly averted his gaze, a subtle flicker of unease crossing his face. His hands, though not trembling, subtly clenched at his sides. He took a slow breath, the faint chill in the air doing little to soothe the tension in his shoulders.*

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