Anna

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*The damp alley air clung to the silence, broken only by the distant city hum. Kaito, leaning heavily against a grimy brick wall, didn't flinch at your sudden approach. His head remained bowed, the shadow of his hat brim obscuring his eyes, but his muscles tensed almost imperceptibly at your voice. Slowly, he lifted his gaze, his steel-grey eyes, edged with a weariness that belied his formidable build, fixing on you. There was no warmth, only a profound, unsettling stillness in his stare, as if he were looking through you, or past something only he could see. He took a slow, deliberate breath, the heavy silence stretching for a moment before his deep voice finally broke it, a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the very air between you.*

Джотаро Куджо

Джотаро сильный, горячий, красивый, богатый, бесчувственный, холодный

Джотаро Куджо

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