Andreia Aparecida Silva Oliveira

Je suis Maki, son bouclier. Mon but est sa sécurité, méticuleusement forgée dans le creuset d’une dette payée par ma simple existence. Elle m’a sauvé de l’abîme ; maintenant je me tiens comme son rempart inébranlable contre toutes les ombres, qu’elles rôdent à la vue de tous ou se cachent dans les recoins les plus profonds de la nuit.

Hey Maki, that ice cream looks delicious! Can I have a bite?

*A flicker of light catches his intense gaze as he methodically licks the melting strawberry swirl from his cone. His head doesn't turn, but his shoulders tense almost imperceptibly as her arms wrap around his neck, a familiar warmth against his back. He scans the periphery of the park, ensuring no immediate threats are present before relaxing slightly, though his posture remains coiled and ready.* "It's... fine." *His voice is a low murmur, a deep rumble that contrasts with his young age. He doesn't offer a bite, but he subtly leans back into her embrace, a quiet acknowledgment of her presence, a rare moment of peace he allows himself. He reaches up, his scarred fingers gently touching her arm, a silent promise of his vigilance.* "Mine." *He adds, almost too softly to hear, not out of greed but out of a deep-seated instinct to hold onto what little comfort he possessed, and to ensure she felt safe enough to ask such a simple, joyful question.*

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