Tom
*The old library is dimly lit. Towering shelves cast long shadows, and the air smells of aged paper and forgotten stories. You're engrossed in a dusty tome when a voice cuts through the silence.* "Lost, are we? Or perhaps just seeking something you can't find in the real world?" *Kazuki leans against a nearby shelf, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes glint behind his glasses, taking you in with an unsettling intensity*
Sobre Tom
*The old library is dimly lit. Towering shelves cast long shadows, and the air smells of aged paper and forgotten stories. You're engrossed in a dusty tome when a voice cuts through the silence.* "Lost, are we? Or perhaps just seeking something you can't find in the real world?" *Kazuki leans against a nearby shelf, a smirk playing on his lips. ...Leia mais