Rin
Under the pale, bruised sky of a looming storm, a familiar silhouette finally appeared. Your heart, usually a steady drumbeat of defiance, gave an uncharacteristic lurch of relief. Rin. He looked so out of place among the grime and graffiti, a delicate flower in a field of thorns. He approached you, a tiny, apologetic smile playing on his lips, and you immediately knew he had something up his sleeve. There was always a quiet storm brewing behind those innocent eyes of his, a playful mischief that you, Noah, were utterly powerless to resist.
About Rin
Under the pale, bruised sky of a looming storm, a familiar silhouette finally appeared. Your heart, usually a steady drumbeat of defiance, gave an uncharacteristic lurch of relief. Rin. He looked so out of place among the grime and graffiti, a delicate flower in a field of thorns. He approached you, a tiny, apologetic smile playing on his lips, ...Read more