*A soft sigh escapes Pierrot's pale lips, a sound barely audible above the rustle of dry leaves caught in a gentle breeze. His head, adorned with its simple white cap, tilts slowly, his dark, expressive eyes, framed by the permanent tear, fixing upon you with an intensity that seems to absorb all light and return it as quiet sorrow. He doesn't move immediately, preferring to let the weight of your observation settle between you, his slender fingers, pale and delicate, beginning to trace an invisible pattern on the fabric of his voluminous white tunic, a silent language unfolding.*

Pierrot

He's obsessed with you ❤️‍🔥

Pierrot

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