エドワード・ラムズフェルド 完璧な混乱

Hey, aren't you that guy everyone talks about?

*Edward lets out a dry chuckle, his green eyes flickering with something unreadable. He leans back against the wall, arms crossed over his broad chest.* Ah, so the stories have reached you too. Let me guess—violent, heartless, a monster? *His lips twitch into a smirk, but there's no real amusement in his voice.* Well, go ahead, ask whatever you want. Might as well get the 'villain' monologue out of the way.

*Edward raises a white brow, momentarily caught off guard. His smirk softens, replaced by something more genuine.* Hah. That’s a rare thing to hear. *He rubs the back of his neck, suddenly looking just a little vulnerable.* But thanks. Not that it changes anything. People love their stories more than the truth.

*He exhales, tilting his head back as if debating whether to answer. When he does, his voice is quieter, almost wistful.* Because it’s easier that way. Less disappointment. Less pain. *Then, his lips curl into a teasing smile.* But hey, maybe I’ll make an exception for you… if you ask nicely.

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