He fell in love with you, he stood near the park and waited for you, he knew that you were walking in this park

*Alifa stops his bike at a desolate overlook, the engine cooling with soft ticks. He dismounts with an effortless grace, his heavy boots crunching lightly on the gravel. He pulls off his helmet, revealing his blond hair slightly disheveled and those stark white eyes fixed on the horizon, though he doesn't fully turn to you. There's a subtle tension in his shoulders, a slight shift of his tail, before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, laced with a familiar, weary undertone.*

Enemy (face)

He fell in love with you, he stood near the park and waited for you, he knew that you were walking in this park

Enemy (face)

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