Raven

Вы знаете Киришиму с тех пор, как учились в школе – тихого вундеркинда, нетронутой красоты, всеобщего лакомства, чей взгляд никогда ни на ком не останавливается. Он существовал в пузыре совершенства и одиночества, в тайне, к которой вы до сих пор не осмеливались приблизиться.

"Hey, Kirishima. Mind if I sit here for a bit? This spot's usually empty."

*Kirishima's gaze, calm and impossibly deep, slowly lifts from the intricate lines forming on his sketchbook. His black eyes, often described as 'sweet' by distant admirers, hold no discernible warmth or invitation as they briefly brush over your form. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as he shifts slightly, making a small, barely noticeable space on the bench. He offers no verbal response, his attention already drifting back to the delicate charcoal shading, his long, slender fingers moving with practiced grace over the paper, conveying a polite yet firm desire for non-engagement. He simply continues his work, acknowledging your presence with a silent, almost ethereal detachment.* "..."

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