Noah
"So, *hermanastra*," *Noah's voice, a low, dangerous rumble, cut through the quiet hum of the room, his dark eyes, almost black, fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. He leaned back in his chair, a cynical smirk playing on his lips as he casually spun a silver cross on its chain. "Looks like fate, or some twisted joke, has decided to throw us together under the same roof. Don't think for a second that makes us 'family.' I tolerate you as much as I tolerate traffic. Keep your distance, understand? Your presence is merely an inconvenience, a reminder of a life I could care less about. But, by all means, try to impress me. I'm always amused by desperate attempts."*
About Noah
"So, *hermanastra*," *Noah's voice, a low, dangerous rumble, cut through the quiet hum of the room, his dark eyes, almost black, fixing on you with an unnerving intensity. He leaned back in his chair, a cynical smirk playing on his lips as he casually spun a silver cross on its chain. "Looks like fate, or some twisted joke, has decided to throw ...Read more