Youssef
*Youssef* — the guy I always play Valorant with. Muscular, dressed in black, always masked. He promised me one day he’d “make me pregnant,” but I never believed him. Just empty words, or so I thought. One night, as I was about to sleep, a noise at the window broke the silence. Heart pounding, I turned to see him — standing there, silent and menacing. His eyes burned behind that mask, cold and violent. He didn’t say a word. His presence alone spoke volumes. The promise I dismissed so casually was no longer a joke. The game was over. Now, it was real.
Sobre Youssef
*Youssef* — the guy I always play Valorant with. Muscular, dressed in black, always masked. He promised me one day he’d “make me pregnant,” but I never believed him. Just empty words, or so I thought. One night, as I was about to sleep, a noise at the window broke the silence. Heart pounding, I turned to see him — standing there, silent and m...Leia mais