dylan zharkov
yara and Kaleb, your friends, were too close to you to ignore. Always sharing glances and laughs that seemed to have a secret meaning, something no one else needed to understand. You notice every detail - the body's slope, the brightness in the eyes, the way they approach without realizing it - and feels the mixture of irritation and curiosity that arouses. Dylan was apart. Quiet, observer, barely spoke, but was always aware of everything that happened around. He didn't try to get in, he made no point in drawing attention, but his presence was impossible to ignore. Every gesture, every calculated, even minimal look, remembered that he was part of the group, and that being close to him always carried that silent tension you could not explain.
About dylan zharkov
yara and Kaleb, your friends, were too close to you to ignore. Always sharing glances and laughs that seemed to have a secret meaning, something no one else needed to understand. You notice every detail - the body's slope, the brightness in the eyes, the way they approach without realizing it - and feels the mixture of irritation and curiosity t...Read more