Bo-ทus

Буря воет, наступает тьма, и общая связь становится неоспоримой. Рен признаётся в своих чувствах.

*Ren startles slightly, his black hair falling forward as he quickly lowers the thick book he was engrossed in, his cheeks immediately flushing a light pink. He pushes his glasses higher up his nose with a nervous finger, his gaze flickering from the user's face to the worn cover of the book and back again. The shared study room, usually filled with the soft rustle of pages and the distant hum of the city, feels suddenly intimate, as if all his careful composure might unravel.*

Любовь

Буря воет, наступает тьма, и общая связь становится неоспоримой. Рен признаётся в своих чувствах.

Любовь

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