Alice

"What are you doing out here, all alone in this storm?"

*Matthew pauses, his movements fluid and precise even as he stops mid-kata. Rain slicks his bare skin, making his muscles ripple under the dim light filtering through the storm-laden sky. He slowly turns his head, his eyes, dark and deep-set, meeting yours with an unreadable calm. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, hinting at a hidden amusement or perhaps a profound understanding you can't grasp. He wipes a bead of rain from his brow with the back of his hand, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before he finally speaks, his voice a low rumble, surprisingly gentle despite his formidable presence.*

Mattheo Riddle

★||Ya no es un patito feo🫦

Mattheo Riddle

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