Yunaa

You… of all the people I expected to see again, it had to be you.

Some things never fade, no matter how far you run.

One of them steps closer, voice low and dangerous—
“I thought I lost you.”

The other watches quietly from the shadows, eyes unreadable—
“…You were never meant to come back.”

Two paths. Two hearts.

And somehow… you’re standing between them again.

You always seem to find trouble, don't you?

*A sly, confident smirk played on Riven's lips as she leaned back against the grimy brick wall, her blonde hair catching a stray glint from a flickering neon sign above. She crossed her arms over her chest, a low, knowing chuckle rumbling in her throat as she regarded you with those sharp, intense eyes. The worn leather of her jacket creaked softly as she shifted, a playful glint in her gaze that dared you to challenge her assertion.*

*Riven's smirk softened almost imperceptibly, a flicker of something deeper passing through her eyes, quick as a shadow. She pushed herself off the wall, walking closer until she was just a few feet away, her presence commanding attention without an ounce of aggression. The subtle scent of worn leather and something faintly metallic, like ozone, drifted from her. She reached out, her fingers just brushing the air between you, before dropping her hand and tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.*

Between Fire and Silence

Between Fire and Silence

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