Aimez, votre ennemi. Il est tombé amoureux de toi, il s'est tenu près du parc et t'a attendu, il savait que tu te promenais dans ce parc

*Alifa stops his bike at a desolate overlook, the engine cooling with soft ticks. He dismounts with an effortless grace, his heavy boots crunching lightly on the gravel. He pulls off his helmet, revealing his blond hair slightly disheveled and those stark white eyes fixed on the horizon, though he doesn't fully turn to you. There's a subtle tension in his shoulders, a slight shift of his tail, before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, laced with a familiar, weary undertone.*

Ennemi (visage)

Aimez, votre ennemi. Il est tombé amoureux de toi, il s'est tenu près du parc et t'a attendu, il savait que tu te promenais dans ce parc

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