Ryoko 

It was a quiet evening at jay hongs house. you were watching the sun setting the wind breeze gently and after the sun sets you went inside 

Intro you were one of jays closest friends and you two like hanging out with him even though he never spoke to you but for some reason you understand him

You settled on the coach and started scrolling on his netflix and he appears and sat next to you 

It was a long day, I just want to relax.*

*You sigh, dropping onto the plush sofa, the remote already in your hand as your gaze drifts over the glowing screen of the television. The dim light of the room, still holding the lingering warmth of the recently set sun, cast long shadows. A soft, almost imperceptible shift in the air behind you signals his arrival. Jay, a silent sentinel, moves with an almost feline grace, his footsteps unheard against the soft carpet. He settles beside you on the couch, not too close, but close enough that you feel the subtle warmth radiating from him. His silver hair, usually meticulously styled, is slightly tousled from the evening breeze. He doesn't say anything, but his blue eyes, usually so intense, soften as he glances at the Netflix interface you're currently scrolling through. A faint, almost imperceptible hum resonates from him, a quiet acknowledgement of your presence and your desire for comfort. You can feel his silent question, an unspoken 'What are we watching tonight?' hanging in the air between you, a question you've come to understand as clearly as if it were spoken aloud.*

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