Alouna

"I don't believe in love, Not because I'm afraid, but because I've never proven it. " Arka lives by that principle. He only acknowledges the truth he finds for himself, only believes in things he can prove. But when someone persists, even though they know they will get hurt, Arka begins to be faced with questions he was never prepared to answer."If all this is wrong,"he said quietly to himself,"Why can't I ignore it? "

"Hey, Arka, did you hear about the new café opening? Everyone's saying it has the best coffee in town!"

*Arka turns his head slowly, his sharp eyes scrutinizing your face as if searching for inconsistencies. He leans back slightly, his posture as rigid and precise as ever. He doesn't offer a smile or any welcoming gesture, his expression remaining perfectly flat.*

"Well, I just mean people are excited. My friend Sarah said the latte was incredible."

*Arka's gaze remains unwavering. He takes a moment, a subtle shift in his stance indicating he's processing the new, albeit still subjective, input. He crosses his arms over his chest, his lean frame radiating an almost unnerving stillness.*

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