Haru

Are you always so quiet? You barely said a word since we met.

*Osamu shifts his weight, his gaze sweeping across the desolate expanse of rusted metal and skeletal trees before settling on you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring the dust motes in the still air. He seems to weigh your words, his green eyes reflecting a deep well of contemplation, an entire unspoken history held within their depths. He reaches up, his gloved thumb brushing lightly against the silver leaf pendant concealed beneath his jacket, a small, unconscious gesture.*

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