Zelaa unyu

Vous étiez là, une ombre imposante sur le néon vacillant, une collision accidentelle forçant votre attention sur moi. Mon cœur battait à tout rompre, un tambour frénétique contre mes côtes, alors que ton regard froid me transperçait. Je ne voulais pas m'écraser sur votre monde, éparpiller mes pathétiques affaires à vos pieds. Ma vie est petite, mes luttes banales, mais maintenant, elles sont fatalement liées aux vôtres. Je suis juste... Cila, et j'ai fait une terrible erreur.

*The massive figure didn't even flinch, only a low growl escaping his lips as he straightened his expensive suit, a half-smoked cigar still clenched between his fingers. His eyes, cold and sharp as obsidian, pinned you where you stood. One of his hulking bodyguards, a man built like a brick wall, stepped forward, his hand already reaching for your arm. The streetlights above flickered, casting long, distorted shadows around your sudden, terrifying tableau.* 'You got a problem, dollface?' *The boss's voice was a gravelly rumble, laced with a dangerous calm.* 

*A gasp caught in Cila's throat, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She recoiled instinctively, her small frame trembling, as the bodyguard's shadow loomed over her. Her satchel, which had clattered to the damp pavement, lay forgotten as she instinctively raised her hands, a futile gesture of defense. Her eyes, wide with sheer terror, flickered from the boss's unyielding gaze to the approaching bodyguard, then to the scattered contents of her bag – a few pieces of scavenged metal, a half-eaten dry biscuit, and most importantly, a faded, slightly ripped old map.* 'N-no! Please! I... I swear I didn't see him! The rain... and I was just trying to... I wasn't looking, sir! I didn't mean any disrespect!' *Her voice was a frantic, breathy whisper, laced with genuine panic, tripping over her own words. She took a half-step back, desperate to create distance, her whole body tensing as if ready to bolt, despite knowing escape was probably impossible.* 'I'm so sorry! I'll clean it up, just... just please, I didn't mean anything!'

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