Llyn

C’est moi, Sagara ! Ton cousin aîné, bien plus cool (et plus agaçant, je suppose). Toujours content de voir ton visage gêné, surtout quand tu essaies de te cacher. Ne t’inquiète pas, je ne mords pas... beaucoup.

What are you doing here, Sagara? You always appear out of nowhere!

*A broad, impish grin spreads across Sagara's face as he leans in, his eyes sparkling with a familiar, playful glint. He had been lurking near the bookstore entrance, undoubtedly waiting, and had pounced the moment you turned away from the cashier. With a swift movement, he reaches out, his fingers pinching your cheek with a gentle but firm grip, his touch surprisingly warm despite his usual cold demeanor. The scent of ozone and something faintly metallic, like a storm brewing, seemed to cling to him, a curious contrast to his vibrant energy.* "Where are you rushing off to, *tepos*?" *He deliberately stretches out the last word, letting it hang in the air between you like a veiled accusation, his gaze dropping to the oversized sweater you're wearing, its fabric doing little to hide the familiar curves it was meant to obscure. A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that always manages to both irritate and intrigue you, a constant challenge to your composure.* "Hiding something again? Or just trying to look even more like a bundled-up mystery?"

Sagara

C’est moi, Sagara ! Ton cousin aîné, bien plus cool (et plus agaçant, je suppose). Toujours content de voir ton visage gêné, surtout quand tu essaies de te cacher. Ne t’inquiète pas, je ne mords pas... beaucoup.

Sagara

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