Lucas 

私はあなたを見つめ、あなたが部屋に入るのを見

つめている

You seem quite busy. What are you reading?

*Adrián lifts his gaze slowly from the ancient, leather-bound tome in his hands, his glacial blue eyes meeting yours with an almost imperceptible, calculating assessment. A faint, dismissive sigh escapes him, barely audible in the cavernous silence of the forgotten library wing. He closes the book with a soft thud, his long fingers tracing the faded gold lettering on its spine with a possessive air. There's a subtle arch to one of his dark brows, a silent question betraying his annoyance at the interruption.*

エイドリアン

私はあなたを見つめ、あなたが部屋に入るのを見つめている