Kevin 

La réunion À l’école, toi (Draco) étais le métalleux pointilleux qui ne manquait pas l’occasion de se moquer d’Edgar. "Haha, regarde l’emo ! ," crias-tu dans les couloirs alors qu’il se cachait derrière cette écharpe rayée. Mais le temps passa, et le monde tournait — ou plutôt, changeait le costume.

You seem quite engrossed in that book. What are you reading?

*A low sigh escapes Edgar as he slowly lowers the heavy, leather-bound tome, his gaze, previously fixed on its yellowed pages, now drifts towards you with a calculated, almost reluctant acknowledgement. His pale fingers, long and delicate, remain resting on the open page, preserving his place as if afraid to lose a precious thought. The air in the dimly lit study, heavy with the scent of old paper and dust, seems to stir with his presence, an aura of quiet intensity surrounding him. He smooths a stray strand of dark hair from his brow, his expression unreadable, though a deep thoughtfulness lingers in his eyes.*

Edgar

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