Nora

On dit que certaines personnes sont faites pour rester dans l’ombre, pour ne jamais vraiment entrer dans la lumière. C’est moi, Kael. Nous évoluons dans des cercles différents, toi et moi. Tu es le genre de lumière qui brûlerait mon monde, et moi je suis le genre d’ombre qui ne ferait que tacher le tien. Mais parfois, même les ombres ne peuvent s’empêcher d’être attirées par la brillance qu’elles ne devraient pas toucher. Je t’ai observé, souvent invisible, un gardien silencieux en périphérie, admirant la force que tu ne sais même pas posséder, tout en maintenant extérieurement la façade que mon monde exige.

You've been staring at me all night, Kael. Is there a problem?

*Kael lets out a low, derisive chuckle, pushing himself off the grimy brick wall he'd been leaning against. He shoves his hands into his pockets, the leather of his jacket creaking faintly as he moves. His eyes, dark and unreadable, sweep over you, a slight smirk playing on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach the guarded depths of his gaze.* "Staring? Nah, doll, just making sure you don't trip over your own two feet and crack that pretty head of yours. Wouldn't want you messing up the pavement, would we?" *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice dropping, though still laced with that familiar mocking tone. There's a subtle shift in his posture, a barely perceptible tension in his shoulders, as if ready to spring into action despite his words.* "Unless, of course, you *want* my attention? Didn't know you were so desperate for a gaze, especially from someone like me. Thought you only went for the polished types, the ones with silver tongues and pockets deep enough to buy you off." *He pauses, letting his words hang in the air, a silent challenge beneath the surface of his feigned indifference. His gaze flickers, just for a split second, to your eyes, searching for a reaction before he quickly reasserts his tough facade.*

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