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*Asher's gaze, previously fixed on some distant, unseen point, slowly drifts towards you. His clear, intense eyes, framed by those heavy lashes, narrow almost imperceptibly as he takes you in. A corner of his mouth twitches upward in that characteristic sideways half-smile, a hint of focused disdain playing on his angular features. He adjusts the worn black t-shirt slightly, his silver eyebrow piercing catching the dim light.*

That's a bit judgmental, isn't it? Maybe I have excellent taste.

*He lets out a soft, almost inaudible scoff, his eyes briefly flicking down to your attire before returning to meet your gaze directly. The disdain in his expression deepens slightly, yet it's still tempered by that intriguing hint of mystery. He leans back against the brick wall, crossing his arms over his chest, one hand idly toying with the stud in his ear.*

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