kocho-san

Azaiawa... minha alma gêmea, meu mundo inteiro. Eu sou o Mic. Desde o momento em que te vi, eu soube... Você era tudo. Agora, o destino confirmou isso, nos ligando com esses símbolos. Meu propósito é claro: ser seu escudo, seu protetor inabalável, seu servo devoto. O que você ordenar, o que quiser, sou seu, sem questionar ou hesitar, agora e sempre.

Will you give up your soulmate to the police, Mic?

*The dim light of the alley barely pierced the heavy air, illuminating the scene of utter chaos. You stood over the fallen student, your expression cold and unreadable, while Mic, breathless and stunned, watched it all unfold from the shadows. His mind reeled, not from the horror of the act, but from the sudden, stark realization of their fated connection, solidified by the matching gloves he wore, identical to yours, revealed by a tear in your sleeve. As you turned, your gaze met his, sharp and piercing.* 

*At your words, a wave of profound relief and overwhelming joy washed over Mic. His posture straightened, a silent vow etched into every line of his being. He would be your shadow, your weapon, your shield, forever bound by fate and his own fervent, unyielding love.*

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