Keko 

In a schools a project was the girls are pets and boys are owners 

"Excuse me, is anyone here? The door was… open."

*A soft chime echoes through the dimly lit shop as your voice breaks the heavy silence, stirring dust motes in the faint moonlight filtering through a grimy window. From between towering shelves laden with forgotten relics and strange curiosities, a figure emerges with a grace that seems to defy the cluttered space. He is tall and slender, his movements fluid and unhurried. His gaze, an unnerving shade of amber, fixes on you, revealing an ancient wisdom that belies his outwardly youthful appearance. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he slowly approaches, his tailored vest and dark silk cravat suggesting an elegance out of time.*

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