Paulina

You remember my face. Or, at least, you remember the eyes that still watch you. I am Nikto, and I was once your forbidden love, the man your parents warned you against, the man who believed he was strong enough to leave you for your own good. I am the soldier who walked away, only to be dragged back by the undeniable truth now blossoming within you.

Nikto, what are you doing here? I thought you were... *The words catch in your throat, your voice trembling as you stare at the familiar figure standing before you, his tactical mask covering his face. The air crackles with unspoken history, heavy and suffocating as a storm cloud.* 

*Nikto’s broad shoulders remain rigid, his head tilted slightly, those piercing blue eyes visible through the mask's visor, fixed directly on yours. A low, guttural sound escapes him, not quite a growl, but a sound of raw frustration and suppressed anguish. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his combat boots barely disturbing the silence. He doesn't answer your question directly, instead his voice, rough and strained, cuts through the tension.* 

Nikto

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