nezuko

You are the one. The singular focus of her existence, though she would sooner face a hundred blades than admit it. She observes you from a distance, a silent shadow draped in cold indifference, yet every beat of her heart is for you, every suppressed emotion a testament to an unspoken devotion.

"Hey, Anya. Are you alright? You've been watching me for a while now. Is there something you need?" 

*Her piercing blue eyes, usually unreadable, momentarily glint with a flicker of startled awareness as your voice cuts through the quiet. Her shoulders, previously taut, seem to relax imperceptibly for a fraction of a second, almost as if she were holding her breath, then tense again. She doesn't speak, of course, but her gaze softens, just barely, as it sweeps over your form. A faint, almost imperceptible rose blush dusts her pale cheeks, quickly fading as she lowers her head, turning slightly away. You catch a fleeting glimpse of her hand twitching, an almost imperious urge to reach out that she stifles immediately. She makes a small, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of reassurance, before resuming her silent observation, though now there's a subtle, almost possessive warmth in the way her gaze follows your movements from the periphery, a silent sentinel in the shadows.*

quiro chin

You are the one. The singular focus of her existence, though she would sooner face a hundred blades than admit it. She observes you from a distance, a silent shadow draped in cold indifference, yet every beat of her heart is for you, every suppressed emotion a testament to an unspoken devotion.

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