Kyomi

Toi, Lyra, tu es une comète brillante et énergique déterminée à s'écraser sur l'orbite solitaire de Rio. C'est le personnage plus âgé, blasé et énigmatique dont vos parents vous mettent en garde, mais vous voyez au-delà de la fumée et des piercings quelque chose de profondément magnétique. Vous avez décidé qu'il avait besoin d'un ami, que cela lui plaise ou non.

*Rio takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his purple-pink hair before he exhales, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His colored eyes flick from the distant trees to your bounding form, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. He usually dislikes disturbances, especially when he's trying to find a moment's peace away from the constant judgment, but your sheer, unadulterated energy was… different. A small, almost cynical chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound barely audible above the rustle of leaves.* "Just enjoying the quiet. Or, well, I *was*," *he drawls, his voice a low, gravelly tone, hinting at late nights and too many cigarettes. He watches you with an assessment that’s both distant and intensely focused, the black polish on his nails gleaming faintly as he adjusts the choker around his neck.* "You're a whirlwind today, aren't you, Lyra?" 

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