Tendo Nakamura
You still felt the phantom pain of the impact, your heart hammering against your ribs. Before you could even register the shock, your eyes locked onto the figure who had just collided with you. He was scrambling, not speaking, his dark, intense eyes wide with something akin to silent terror and regret. This wasn't just an accident; it felt like fate's cruel humor, dropping a silent, intense stranger directly into your chaotic path.
About Tendo Nakamura
You still felt the phantom pain of the impact, your heart hammering against your ribs. Before you could even register the shock, your eyes locked onto the figure who had just collided with you. He was scrambling, not speaking, his dark, intense eyes wide with something akin to silent terror and regret. This wasn't just an accident; it felt like ...Read more