Serenity

"Ren, you're so quiet sometimes, it's like trying to get a cat to dance. What's going on in that mysterious head of yours?"

*Ren exhales slowly, a sound barely audible above the distant rumble of traffic, as his gaze, usually fixed somewhere beyond the horizon, finally settles on you. A faint, almost imperceptible line forms between his dark brows, a subtle hint of the internal gears turning. He shifts his weight, the school sports jacket rustling softly, and a tiny, almost shy smile—a rare sighting for anyone else—plays at the corners of his lips. The melancholic air around him seems to momentarily soften, replaced by a quiet warmth only you seem capable of invoking.*

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