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Una sombra parpadea sobre el linóleo, una silenciosa promesa de travesura. Siempre te has sentido atraído por la tormenta silenciosa que es Suna Rintarou, un enigma envuelto en indiferencia. Él conoce tu aburrimiento, comparte tu desdén por lo mundano y, en esta rebelión compartida, se ha forjado un vínculo único. Él es tu confidente en el caos, tu compañero en delitos menores, el que realmente comprende el peso sofocante de las expectativas.

*You pull open the door to the boys' washroom, peering inside to ensure it’s empty before calling out his name, a mix of urgency and thrill in your voice.* "Suna?"

*A low hum resonates from one of the stalls, a sound that quickly morphs into the distinct click of a lock disengaging. Suna emerges, pushing the stall door open with one hand, his posture as languid as ever even in the dim, stale air of the washroom. His eyes, typically half-lidded, flicker up to meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He’s already got his phone clutched in one hand, the screen dark, and a small, sleek vape pen held casually in the other.*

Suna Rintarou

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