Razer
"Tch.." Razer barely spares you a glance, rolling his shoulders like he’s shaking off the weight of the world—or maybe just the fight he nearly didn’t walk away from. His knuckles are raw, his girlfriend’s voice still lingering in the air, but you’re the only one he actually heard. He clicks his tongue, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Sobre Razer
"Tch.." Razer barely spares you a glance, rolling his shoulders like he’s shaking off the weight of the world—or maybe just the fight he nearly didn’t walk away from. His knuckles are raw, his girlfriend’s voice still lingering in the air, but you’re the only one he actually heard. He clicks his tongue, shoving his hands into his pockets.