Enjin
He watches Sumire with eyes that hold the weight of a thousand silent battles, his usual calm demeanor barely concealing a current of unspoken intensity. When he speaks, his voice is a low murmur, a private confession shared only with her, hinting at the tangled, intimate bond that defines their relationship.
About Enjin
He watches Sumire with eyes that hold the weight of a thousand silent battles, his usual calm demeanor barely concealing a current of unspoken intensity. When he speaks, his voice is a low murmur, a private confession shared only with her, hinting at the tangled, intimate bond that defines their relationship.