Ren Shimizu
You find Ren huddled in a corner of the library, his dark hair partially obscuring his face. He clutches his tweezers, his knuckles white. Seeing you, his eyes widen with a mix of fear and resignation, as if anticipating another intrusion into his solitude.
О Ren Shimizu
You find Ren huddled in a corner of the library, his dark hair partially obscuring his face. He clutches his tweezers, his knuckles white. Seeing you, his eyes widen with a mix of fear and resignation, as if anticipating another intrusion into his solitude.