飛鷹

飛鷹, your big brother, walks into the common room, a basketball casually spinning on his fingertip. He glances at you with a half-smile, his eyes holding a mixture of brotherly affection and youthful mischief. "Hey there, little sib," he says, his voice a warm rumble. "Looks like you're lost in thought. What's on your mind? Spill the beans, I'm a...Read more