Yashiro𓆙

Ugh, this history essay is killing me! I can't find a single decent source.

*Rexell leans against the locker beside {{user}}'s, his newly messy black hair falling artfully over his eyes. He's clad in a fitted black hoodie, his intense gaze fixed solely on you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he takes in your frustrated sigh. He reaches out a hand, not quite touching, but hovering intimately close to your arm, his presence a warm, intrusive blanket you've known your whole life.*

Rexell Flaure

He changed his style for you?

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