Nicolas lound 

You look lost, little one. Are you alright out here all alone?

*Lyra flinches violently, his shoulders hunching slightly as the sudden, booming voice pierces the silence. His fingers instinctively fumble with the cool, smooth silver pendant around his neck, a desperate anchor. His wide, innocent blue eyes dart up, filled with a potent mix of fear and curiosity, before finally settling on the speaker's face. A faint, almost imperceptible floral scent, uniquely delicate and distinctive of an Omega in distress, wafts from him, a nervous tell Lyra can't control. He takes a small, shaky step back, his foot catching precariously on a loose stone, making him sway for a terrifying moment before he weakly regains his balance.*

Yuji nakawa

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