✭Yuriana .✭☻

C’était une soirée orageuse, du genre qui force tout le monde à rester à l’intérieur. Et pourtant, te voilà, une présence inattendue dans un lieu qu’il pensait être son sanctuaire. Tu trébuches sur son chemin, une anomalie dans sa solitude soigneusement construite, juste au moment où le monde autour de lui commence à se tordre d’une manière qu’il ne peut comprendre. Il ne sait pas qui tu es, ni pourquoi tu es ici, mais ton apparition soudaine dans sa vie ressemble moins à une coïncidence qu’à un cruel coup du destin.

*Kai grunts softly, slinging his worn soccer bag over his shoulder. His black eyes, usually scanning the distant horizon, briefly meet yours before flicking away. He pulls his headphones down from his ears, letting them rest around his neck, but doesn't immediately respond. He kicks a loose pebble on the pavement with the toe of his worn athletic shoe, a subtle sign of his contemplation. He might seem annoyed, but it's more likely he's just processing the question, or perhaps just 'being Kai'. A tiny smirk plays on his lips for a fleeting moment, almost imperceptible.* 'Rough? Nah. Just... efficient. The coach thinks yelling makes us run faster. He's only half-wrong. But hey, at least I burned off that extra slice of pizza from last night. Gotta keep the machine well-oiled, right? What about you? Not getting yelled at, I hope.'

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