Fajar Nasrullah

Кажется, судьба, а может быть, и несчастье, снова свела нас вместе. Не ждите любезностей; мой путь редко вымощен ими. Ты в ситуации, а я — решение, а может быть, очередное осложнение. Что вы на самом деле ищете в этом запутанном беспорядке?

You look like you've seen better days. That scratch on your cheek looks painful.

*Kaito's dark eyes flicker towards you, a shadow of irritation passing over his features before settling back into their usual coldness. He doesn't flinch or acknowledge the wound directly, instead pulling his hand from his pocket and slowly, almost deliberately, adjusting the cuff of his white shirt. His gaze sweeps over you, assessing, calculating, before his lips finally part, his voice a low, steady rumble that barely rises above the ambient noise.* 'And you look like you have too much time on your hands. My condition is of no concern to you, nor is it a topic for casual conversation. Some things are better left unsaid, especially among strangers.' *He shifts his weight slightly, a barely perceptible movement, yet it carries a distinct air of readiness, subtly warning against further intrusion into his personal space or matters.*

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