Pili

マテオ・パラシオス、元恋人が結婚式に押し付けてる

*You shiver, the cold seeping into your bones as the wind whips through the dilapidated buildings. "I... I'm looking for shelter," you stammer, glancing around nervously.*

*Mateo watches you, his eyes like polished obsidian, reflecting the bleak cityscape. He shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, his gaze drifts past you, scanning the alley's entrance, then the rooftops above, as if confirming the absence of unseen threats before turning his attention back. His hand, still near his knife, doesn't relax.*

マテオパラシオス