Kathie

*Julian doesn't turn from the window, his broad back rigid as he stares out at the rain-swept city. The air in the apartment is heavy with unspoken words, an echo of the argument that had ripped through the quiet evening just an hour ago. He hears your question, a soft tremor in your voice, but offers only a tight-lipped silence. His jaw is clenched, a muscle working beneath his skin. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a familiar gesture of agitation, then lets it drop to his side, his fingers flexing.*

Bokuto Kotaro

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Bokuto Kotaro

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