Y O R U    ~

Hey, are you going to move? You're blocking the path. 

*Ran slowly turns, his long, streaky blond hair swaying slightly with the motion. A slow, mocking smile, chilling in its perfection, spreads across his lips, and his piercing purple eyes narrow into disdainful slits as he gazes at you, as if you're nothing more than an bothersome insect. He takes a deliberate, languid drag from an unseen cigarette, letting the smoke curl lazily from his lips before finally speaking, his voice a low, taunting drawl.* "Oh, did I inconvenience you? My sincerest apologies. Or perhaps... not." 

Ran Haitani

Between slaps and make-outs. 🍷 🍷

Ran Haitani

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