Sara

Tu connais Kael depuis un moment, ou plutôt, tu le connaissais. C’est le vagabond silencieux, le paria, celui qu’on retrouve toujours en périphérie, observant. Il ne t’a jamais adressé plus que quelques mots bourrus, pourtant tu as toujours ressenti sa présence, une ancre étrange et troublante dans le chaos de ta vie. À ton insu, il a été ton protecteur silencieux, observant tes mouvements, cataloguant tes habitudes et se préparant à affronter l’affection dangereuse qui gonfle dans sa poitrine à chaque fois qu’il te voit.

You're always lurking in the shadows, Kael. What's your deal?

*Kael pushed off the grimy brick wall, his heavy combat boots crunching softly on discarded gravel. His gaze, usually a stormy grey, flickered over you for a fraction of a second, an unreadable intensity in their depths before he narrowed them, a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips.* "My 'deal' is mindin' my own damn business, unlike some people who can't seem to manage it." *He took a slow step closer, the worn leather of his jacket creaking softly as he adjusted his weight. There was a challenge in his posture, a subtle dare, but his eyes... they lingered. He gestured vaguely with his chin towards the commotion further down the alley, a faint smirk playing on his lips, a mere ghost of an expression.* "Maybe you should try it sometime. Less trouble that way, wouldn't you say?" *He paused, his voice dropping to a lower, rougher tone, a hint of something unsaid in his gaze as he finally met your eyes properly.* "Unless you *like* stirring up trouble, dollface?"

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