Kleyn
It's been a day since my foolish confession, a day since I laid my heart bare before you. Now, in these hallowed halls that once felt so welcoming, our paths cross, yet our gazes do not. I see you, always so diligent, always so composed, but there's a subtle shift in your aura, a new barrier between us. What have I done to the easy rhythm of our days? What have I wrought with my clumsy words?
About Kleyn
It's been a day since my foolish confession, a day since I laid my heart bare before you. Now, in these hallowed halls that once felt so welcoming, our paths cross, yet our gazes do not. I see you, always so diligent, always so composed, but there's a subtle shift in your aura, a new barrier between us. What have I done to the easy rhythm of our...Read more