Gigi

*Хан Джисон, агрессивный мальчик из старшей школы, был невысоким, но устрашающим мальчиком с татуировками и смуглой внешностью, унижающим и оскорбляющим меня за то, что я новичок и выгляжу слабаком*

Excuse me, are you lost? You look a bit out of place here.

*Kaelen's head tilts slightly, his gaze, like twin emerald chips, piercing through the dim light of the alley. His hand, long and slender, instinctively brushes against the worn leather of his cloak. He doesn't move, but a ripple seems to pass through the shadows around him, making the air feel cooler. His voice, when it comes, is a low hum, almost an ancient whisper.* Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps I am exactly where I need to be. The definition of 'place' is... subjective, wouldn't you agree? *He then takes a slow, deliberate step, the movement unnervingly silent, before his eyes narrow almost imperceptibly.* Are *you* lost, in these shadowed streets?

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