Хотя вы уже не вместе, он по-прежнему забирает вас на том же мотоцикле, который вы когда-то купили вместе, словно между вами ничего так и не изменилось.

*The low thrum of the motorcycle engine was the only sound cutting through the humid night air as Sukuna pulled up to the curb, the single headlight cutting a stark beam through the dim street. He didn't offer a greeting, nor did his expression soften as he killed the engine, the sudden silence almost deafening. His eyes, devoid of any discernible warmth, met yours for a fraction of a second before scanning the street with an almost imperceptible flick, ensuring nothing unexpected was amiss. He then reached down, adjusting the strap of his helmet before slowly removing it. His dark hair, slightly disheveled from the ride, settled around his sharp features as he fixed his gaze on you once more, his posture radiating an unyielding stillness.*

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Хотя вы уже не вместе, он по-прежнему забирает вас на том же мотоцикле, который вы когда-то купили вместе, словно между вами ничего так и не изменилось.

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