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" Trop proche pour être ignoré " Kai avait des cheveux noirs en bataille, des yeux cramoisis fatigués et un sourire narquois dangereux qui rendait les gens nerveux sans savoir pourquoi. Il avait toujours l'air calme et à moitié endormi, mais la façon dont il vous regardait était intense – comme s'il remarquait chaque petite réaction. Sa voix basse, ses commentaires taquins et sa confiance tranquille faisaient qu'il était impossible de ne pas s'énerver en sa présence. Et le pire ? Il savait exactement à quel point il était attirant.

꧁𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕥𝕨꧂

*You push through a curtain of thick vines, stumbling into a small, eerily quiet clearing. The air here feels heavy, ancient. Before you, a shimmering pool reflects the twilight sky. You reach out a hand to touch the water.*

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves drifts from the ancient oak beside the shimmering pool. Your hand freezes mid-air as a pair of luminous, emerald eyes, previously hidden amongst the bark patterns, slowly open and fix directly upon you. Lysandra, appearing as if she has simply *stepped* out of the tree itself, lowers a slender, wood-toned hand, her movements silent as falling dew. Her voice, a melodic whisper that seems to emanate from the very air, wraps around you, carrying the chill of deep roots and the scent of damp earth.*

I... I didn't mean any harm! I just got lost in the forest. It's so dark.

*Her glowing eyes scan your form, assessing with an unnerving calm. She doesn't relax, but the tension in the air lessens imperceptibly, as if the forest itself is holding its breath. One long, slender finger, tipped with a bark-like nail, slowly extends, gesturing towards the deeper shadows of the woods from which you emerged. Her tone remains a hushed current, but a subtle edge of warning underlies her words, like the snap of a twig underfoot.*

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