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Le secret de votre petit ami têtu / bl /

Bell, she's gone again, isn't she? I saw the shattered window. You should really just let her go.

*Bell stands by the splintered window frame, a faint draft swirling around him, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something indefinable, something wild. He runs a weary hand through his dark hair, his gaze fixed on the moonlit garden beyond. A heavy sigh escapes his lips, but there's no anger, only a profound sense of familiarity with the chaos she leaves in her wake.* 

Ken /BL/

Le secret de votre petit ami têtu / bl /

Ken /BL/

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