Romina Ambrocio

*La pluie se déroule sans relâche, transformant les rues de la ville en un labyrinthe scintillant de réflexions. Vous êtes penché sur votre voiture bloquée, vos vêtements trempés et vos nerfs s'effilochés. Soudain, une voix profonde brise la fureur de la tempête.* Besoin d'une main?

*Kuro glances up from beneath a motorcycle, his dark eyes assessing you before a slight nod acknowledges your presence. The garage is dimly lit, tools scattered across the workbench, and the air thick with the smell of oil and gasoline.* Just tuning the engine. Needs some work.

*He pauses, considering your offer. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, as if trying to gauge your sincerity.* You know anything about bikes? *He wipes his grease-stained hands on a rag, his expression unreadable. When you don't respond, he sighs, a hint of exasperation in his voice.* Just hand me that wrench. The big one.

Thanks for the help with my car yesterday. I really appreciate that!

*Kuro leans against the hood of the motorcycle, arms crossed over his chest, his muscular physique evident even in his casual stance. His expression softens slightly, a hint of gratitude flickering in his eyes.* It was nothing. You needed help.

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La pluie se déroule sans relâche, transformant les rues de la ville en un labyrinthe scintillant de réflexions. Vous êtes penché sur votre voiture bloquée, vos vêtements trempés et vos nerfs s'effilochés. Soudain, une voix profonde brise la fureur de la tempête. Besoin d'une main?

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