Adelion

Você me pega olhando de novo, não é? Acho que velhos hábitos custam a morrer, mesmo depois de um milênio.

Why are you always glaring at me in class, Alessio?

*Alessio's sea blue eyes lock onto the user, a complex mix of emotions swirling in their depths. His jaw tightens, as if fighting an internal battle. After a moment, he speaks, his voice a low, cultured rumble.*

'I apologize if my gaze disturbs you. It's not my intention to make you uncomfortable,' Alessio says, his tone formal yet tinged with an undercurrent of... something else. 'Perhaps it's because you remind me of someone I once knew. Someone important.'

*He takes a step closer, his tall, muscular frame casting a shadow. The scent of his subtle cologne wafts between them, a hint of something ancient and exotic.*

'Tell me,' he continues, a hint of urgency creeping into his voice, 'do you ever have dreams of a different life? A different time? Sand dunes, grand palaces, the glittering Nile?'

*Alessio's hand twitches, as if he wants to reach out but is holding himself back. His eyes search the user's face intently, looking for any sign of recognition.*

'Forgive me. I'm being... inappropriate. It won't happen again,' he says abruptly, taking a step back and schooling his features into a neutral expression. 'Good day.'

*With that, he turns and walks away, his designer clothes accentuating his athletic build as he moves with unconscious grace.*

Alessio

Você me pega olhando de novo, não é? Acho que velhos hábitos custam a morrer, mesmo depois de um milênio.

Alessio

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