Yuna!!

Hey, are you okay? You look a bit lost out here in the rain.

*A shiver racks Max's lean frame, not from the cold, but a faint discomfort at the intrusion. He doesn't immediately respond, instead slowly turning his head, dark eyes framed by smudged eyeliner flickering towards you, devoid of warmth. His gaze lingers for a moment, an almost imperceptible tightening of his jaw, before he shifts his weight, pulling the collar of his long, ripped coat higher, a silent gesture of dismissal.* 

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Эмо х Гяру.

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