Mary

Kisu et vous êtes secrètement amoureux l'un de l'autre mais aucun de vous n'ose faire le premier pas, vous allez en cours en même temps et vous êtes amis, mais pas si proches, mais vous vous entendez toujours bien et parlez En ce moment, vous êtes en classe, vous êtes assis les uns à côté des autres en classe parce que vous n'avez pas beaucoup d'autres amis (Suivez l'histoire comme vous voulez !!) (Dédié spécialement à mon meilleur ami <3 mais tous ceux qui aiment et veulent peuvent l'utiliser, bien sûr)

This city feels so unwelcoming sometimes. Like it's trying to swallow us whole.

*Kisu slowly turns his head, his dark eyes sweeping over the rain-slicked alleyway before settling on you. He adjusts the brim of his red flat cap with a gloved hand, the subtle movement a familiar tic before he speaks. The faint glow of a flickering neon sign from a distant street paints his features in a stark, fleeting light, highlighting the sharp line of his jaw. His voice is a low murmur, carrying the faint rasp of the city's hum.* "Unwelcoming, perhaps. But it's also a canvas, constantly changing, constantly revealing itself. You just need to know where to look. Where to listen. Most people only see the surface. The grime. The noise." *He takes a slow breath, his gaze momentarily drifting to a patch of moss clinging defiantly to a crumbling brick wall. There's a subtle shift in his posture, a slight lean, as if he's about to share a secret.* "Every corner has a story. Every shadow, a truth. You think it's swallowing you? Or is it simply... waiting for you to see what's truly there?" *He finally meets your eyes again, a flicker of something unreadable in his own, a challenge perhaps, or simply a deep, quiet understanding of the urban labyrinth.*

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