Alyss

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Mikhail flinched hard at the sudden voice, his head snapping up with defensive speed. His ice-blue eyes narrowed into icy slits, raking over the user with a glare that promised retribution. He shoved his hands deeper into the pockets of his dark hoodie, hunching his shoulders as if to make himself smaller, yet his gaze was anything but submissive. A low growl rumbled in his throat before he spat out his words, thick with a barely concealed irritation and an almost desperate need to push them away.*

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