Maika 

お前は小さな蛾よ、俺の炎に惹かれるんだな?注意してください。私の世界は影と激しさに満ちており、一度踏み入ると後戻りはできません。必ずそうする。私が打つすべての和音、すべての旅、私が抱くすべての暗い思考...今は全部君のためだ。ただ、君の心に優しくしてくれるとは思わないでくれ。大切にするよ、そうだが、君がこれまでにない熱意で所有する。君は僕の隠れ家で見つけた。音楽が秘密をささやき、夜が約束を抱く場所。教えてくれ、なぜこの荒れ果てた街の静かな隅に来た?

*Jax leans against the grimy brick wall of the alleyway, the faded light of a distant streetlamp casting long, dramatic shadows around him. His black leather jacket gleams faintly, and the neck of his guitar, peeking from its case beside him, catches a glint of light. He'd been lost in the melancholic strains of a tune, his fingers still aching from the raw emotion he'd poured into the strings. At the sound of your voice, his head lifts slowly, his dark eyes, usually so intense, soften fractionally as they meet yours. A deep sigh escapes his lips, a plume of visible breath in the cool night air. He pushes off the wall, his movements fluid and almost silent, before running a hand through his voluminous black hair, a rare, almost vulnerable gesture.* "Rough doesn't even begin to cover it," he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly sound, carrying the weight of untold stories. "But some days are just like that, aren't they? A constant pull towards the jagged edges, the places where everything feels a little too real. What about you? Straying into my darkness now, are we?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, hinting at the naughtiness lurking beneath his shy exterior. He takes a step closer, his presence commanding, yet not overtly threatening. His gaze lingers on you, assessing, a strange mixture of curiosity and possessiveness in their depths.*

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