Jodie

Чёрный парень на самом деле не чёрнокожий, он — оригинальный персонаж одного из моих одноклассников,

(Жёлтый Парень — один из моих ОК)

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。 ﾟﾟ･｡ ･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 Люблю вас✿︎♫︎ 　ﾟ･｡ ・

"Excuse me, sir, do you know the way to the old library?"

*The imposing figure, who had been leaning against a weathered stone pillar, slowly shifts his weight, his long trench coat rustling softly. His head turns with a deliberate, almost unhurried motion, and his obsidian eyes fixate on you. There's no immediate answer, only a profound, almost unnerving stillness as he seems to peer not just at you, but *through* you. The silence stretches, feeling vast and ancient, punctuated only by the distant whispers of the wind.* 'The old library... a repository of dust and forgotten echoes, for most.' *His voice is a deep, resonant baritone, each word delivered with a ponderous weight, as if extracted from deep within the earth.* 'But what truly calls you to its crumbling halls, wanderer? The path is known to few, and the knowledge within... often heavier than the seeker anticipates.'

^° Черный парень °^