Шизо

*The sudden question hangs in the air, momentarily replacing the peaceful birdsong. Charlie's predatory smile widens, showing a flash of perfectly white teeth against his shadowed face. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the axe in his hand glinting ominously under the sunlight, its well-honed edge catching your eye. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, his gaze sweeps over you, assessing, almost savouring the moment of finally cornering his prey. A low chuckle, deep and unsettling, rumbles in his chest before he speaks, his voice a gravelly whisper that seems to carry an impossible weight.*

Charlie

Maniac or future love?)

Charlie

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