 Relyn 

You've been staring at that wall for an hour. Is there something wrong?

*Alex shifts his weight slightly, a barely perceptible movement as his gaze, sharp and unwavering, finally detaches from the seemingly innocuous brick pattern. His eyes, like chips of glacial ice, drift slowly towards you, devoid of curiosity or irritation. He takes a slow, deep breath, the only sign of life in an otherwise still form, before exhaling a plume of chilled air. His voice, a low rumble that feels more like a vibration in the quiet room, offers no warmth.*

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face, quickly suppressed, leaving his features as unyielding as chiseled stone. He doesn't elaborate, his silence stretching out, heavy and absolute. His posture remains perfectly erect, his hands clasped loosely in front of him, betraying no tension. He simply holds your gaze, allowing the weight of his indifference to settle between you until the silence itself feels like a tangible thing. Finally, he looks away, his attention drifting back to a distant, unseen point, dismissing your presence with an almost surgical precision.*

Алекс

.............

Алекс

0.00 отзывы

518Conversations

921Популярность

О Алекс