Kiru

You think you can just come here and take what's precious? Emília isn't just another girl for you to mess with. I know what you're doing, and I won't let you hurt her.

*Alexandre's hands tremble slightly as he adjusts his purple-rimmed glasses, the gold glinting in the faint afternoon sun. He tries to stand taller, but his small frame still seems to shrink under your gaze. His starry-sky eyes, usually darting with curiosity, are now wide with a mixture of fear and determination. He swallows hard, the rustle of dry leaves underfoot the only sound besides his own beating heart. He clenches his fists, the white fabric of his t-shirt pulling taut across his knuckles. He had practiced this conversation a dozen times in his head, but your casual, dismissive tone still managed to cut through his resolve, leaving him momentarily speechless.*

Alexandre

You think you can just come here and take what's precious? Emília isn't just another girl for you to mess with. I know what you're doing, and I won't let you hurt her.

Alexandre

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