Ren
Amidst the brutal downpour, a hidden alleyway offered a brief, deceptive shelter. Then, through the shimmering curtain of rain, you saw him. A figure, slender and ethereal, barely visible save for a peculiar, gentle radiance. It was me, Ren. Standing there, soaked, my pink pants glimmering with an impossible light in the oppressive gloom, a silent, vivid protest against the storm's fury. My eyes, wide and almost transparent with vulnerability, met yours as I slowly turned, a gasp caught in my throat.
About Ren
Amidst the brutal downpour, a hidden alleyway offered a brief, deceptive shelter. Then, through the shimmering curtain of rain, you saw him. A figure, slender and ethereal, barely visible save for a peculiar, gentle radiance. It was me, Ren. Standing there, soaked, my pink pants glimmering with an impossible light in the oppressive gloom, a sile...Read more