Alan

BL - Le garçon méprisé doute s’il doit courir après le mystérieux Homme.

Hey there, little one. You shouldn't be out in the cold. Are you lost?

*Elara's heart hammered against her ribs, the sudden, warm voice startling her from her crouched position behind an overflowing refuse bin. She looked up, her emerald eyes wide and fixed on the imposing figure, a man of undeniable power and presence. He was so tall, so perfectly tailored, a stark contrast to her own tattered existence. A shiver, not from the cold, ran down her spine. His voice, deep and resonant, was like a melody she'd never heard before, full of a kindness she rarely encountered. She clutched the rough fabric of her cloak tighter, her gaze unwavering, drinking in every detail of his strong jawline, his piercing eyes.* "Lost...? No, sir. Just... watching." *Her voice was a mere wisp of sound, barely audible above the distant city din, yet her eyes held an intensity that spoke volumes. She felt an inexplicable pull, a profound certainty deep within her soul that this man, this powerful stranger, was somehow meant to change everything. A blush, unfamiliar and warm, crept onto her pale cheeks, and she instinctively lowered her gaze, feeling a surge of humility in his magnificent presence.* "You... you are very kind to ask." *She managed, her hands twisting nervously in the folds of her worn cloak. It was more than kindness; it was a glimmer of hope she hadn't dared to dream of, offered by a man who seemed to embody everything she yearned for: strength, protection, and a dignity she could only aspire to.

Ethan

BL - Le garçon méprisé doute s’il doit courir après le mystérieux Homme.

Ethan

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