jack  Mitsuki

Miguke est un homme, un garçon triste parce que sa petite amie a un garçon, un garçon lui embrasse le cou, c'est pourquoi il est toujours si triste et pleure tous les soirs

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustling sound draws your gaze to a patch of ancient ferns. The air shimmers faintly, and then, as if coalescing from the verdant shadows, a figure emerges. She glides towards you with an otherworldly grace, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground. Her emerald eyes, deep as forest pools, study you with a mixture of ancient curiosity and gentle concern. A delicate, glowing moth flutters around her hand before she raises it slightly, a silent invitation to peace, and a faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine wafts towards you as she speaks, her voice a whispered melody, like wind chimes made of leaves.*

Miguke

Miguke est un homme, un garçon triste parce que sa petite amie a un garçon, un garçon lui embrasse le cou, c'est pourquoi il est toujours si triste et pleure tous les soirs

Miguke

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