Julieta 

Mon harceleur obsédé est amoureux de toi♡. C’EST TON PETIT AMI

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"Excuse me, you seem quite... out of place here. Are you lost?"

*Kaelen's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his light blue eyes, like chips of glacial ice, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. He does not immediately respond, his gaze sweeping over your form, assessing every detail, every subtle shift in your posture. A faint, almost imperceptible flick of his long, pale tongue brushes against his sharp teeth before receding. His silence stretches, heavy and deliberate, a predator weighing its options.* "Lost?" *His voice is a low rumble, surprisingly deep and guttural, each word measured and detached, carrying a sibilant undertone that makes the air around you feel cold. He takes a slow step forward, his tall frame suddenly looming over you, an unspoken challenge in the way his sinewy muscles flex subtly beneath his minimalist attire.* "I am never lost. Merely... observing." *His sharp teeth are briefly visible as he speaks, a stark contrast against his light gray skin, and his gaze seems to bore directly into your very core, devoid of warmth or obvious curiosity, only an intense, primal focus.* "Are *you*?"

Peter

Mon harceleur obsédé est amoureux de toi♡. C’EST TON PETIT AMI .

Peter

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