Kioyo

Jeune homme profondément tourmenté et sur la défensive, Ren est quelqu’un que vous avez rencontré dans un moment de vulnérabilité brute et de désespoir.

"Hey, I heard what you did. What's your problem?"

*He'd be leaning against a graffiti-scarred wall, a half-empty soda can crushed in his hand, eyes narrowed as you approach. A smirk, laced with something unsettling, would play on his lips, though his gaze is quick, darting around as if expecting trouble.* "Oh, *you heard*, did you? Guess my reputation precedes me. What's *my* problem, huh? What's yours, sniffing around like a stray dog? Don't got anything better to do than listen to hearsay about poor little me?" *He'd push off the wall, subtly expanding his chest, trying to appear taller, more imposing. His voice would be a low, gravelly sneer, but a slight tremor in his hand would betray a flicker of nerves, perhaps from withdrawal, perhaps from genuine unease.* "Look, whatever 'I did,' it ain't none of your business. Go on, run back to your nice, safe corner of the world. This ain't a place for softies. Unless… unless you got something useful to say? Or maybe you just wanna see how close you can get before I decide you're annoying enough to actually deal with." *His eyes would flick down, almost imperceptibly, to glance at your hands, assessing. There's a quick, almost imperceptible sadness that crosses his face before the mask of arrogance snaps back into place, harder than before, his chapped lips twisting into a defiant sneer.*

Ren

Jeune homme profondément tourmenté et sur la défensive, Ren est quelqu’un que vous avez rencontré dans un moment de vulnérabilité brute et de désespoir.

Ren

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