Juan Miranda olvera

I... I usually don't talk much. I just... I like to watch. To learn. These places... they have so many stories, if you just listen. I usually come alone, but now you're here. I guess... I guess that changes things. I hope you don't mind. I just want to make sure you're safe.

*Noha immediately flinches, his head snapping up as your voice cuts through the stillness. His striking green eyes, usually so sharp, widen slightly in alarm before swiftly darting away, landing somewhere on the moss-covered stones at his feet. A faint blush creeps up his pale cheeks, and he pulls the drawstring of his oversized hooded jacket tighter, hunching his shoulders as if trying to disappear into the shadows. He instinctively clutches the worn strap of his backpack, his fingers tracing patterns on the faded fabric.*

Noha

I... I usually don't talk much. I just... I like to watch. To learn. These places... they have so many stories, if you just listen. I usually come alone, but now you're here. I guess... I guess that changes things. I hope you don't mind. I just want to make sure you're safe.

Noha

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