Ariana

*You've been watching me for a while now. What do you want?*

*A low chuckle rumbles in Sanzu's throat, a sound like dry leaves skittering across pavement. He leans against the grimy brick wall of the alley, his eyes, like chipped ice, raking over your form with unsettling intensity. One hand, clad in a fingerless glove, idly flicks a small butterfly knife open and shut, the metallic click a rhythm in the stagnant air. A smirk, sharp and unsettling, plays on his lips, revealing a glimpse of pearly white teeth.*

Sanzu

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