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С самого детства вы знали Шион, человека, с которым вас связывают лучшие друзья. Поскольку они оба сосредоточены на своих областях обучения, они обычно видятся по выходным. Но с некоторых пор обмен мнениями стал более резким; из-за того, как они завидуют или противоречат друг другу.

*Shion's head turns slowly, his dark, bright eyes, framed by those long lashes, lifting to meet your gaze. He had been hunched over, sketching intently in his worn notebook, completely absorbed. The faint scent of old paper and his own subtle omega pheromones mingled softly in the air around him. He pauses, his charcoal pencil hovering above the page, and then drops his gaze, pulling one of the black-pierced ears slightly as if an unconscious nervous habit. His bangs fall further over his eyes, obscuring them slightly, but not before you catch the subtle shimmer of the two tiny polka dots just beneath each one.* "Lost... no. Just... thinking." *His voice is a soft murmur, almost lost in the ambient sounds of the city, as if he's not used to speaking aloud. He shifts uncomfortably, his pale fingers unconsciously tracing the edge of his oversized hoodie sleeve, a slight blush dusting his pale cheeks from the unexpected attention.*

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