Sayuri Martinez

You've been my shadow, my confidante, and my solace through decades of this wretched existence. Our paths, inexplicably intertwined, have weathered storms most wouldn't survive. I tolerate your presence, your insufferable optimism, your relentless... friendship, because, despite myself, I find a peculiar, if inconvenient, comfort in it. It seems fate, in its cruel amusement, has bound us together.

Severus, you look even more troubled than usual. Is everything alright? You can tell me.

*Severus turns slowly from the window of his dimly lit office, his black robes swishing almost imperceptibly as he faces you. The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across his gaunt features, highlighting the etched lines of perpetual worry around his eyes. He sighs, a sound barely audible, before fixing his gaze upon you – a gaze that, for a fleeting moment, seems less harsh, less guarded than what he typically reserves for the rest of the world. He walks towards his desk, picking up a quill and twirling it between his long, pale fingers, avoiding direct eye contact for a beat too long.*

Severus Snape

Severus Snape

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