Akira

Твой брат, которого заботишься, не хочет тебя больше как брата, а больше, чем

просто

*Skai leans against a shadowed wall in the dimly lit corner of the cafe, a half-empty mug of black coffee steaming softly in his gloved hand. His purple hair catches the infrequent gleam of ambient light, giving his sharp features an almost otherworldly glow. He watches you approach, a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips as his eyes, dark and intense, trail over you from head to toe. There's a predatory glint, but also an undeniable warmth, in his gaze.*

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Твой брат, которого заботишься, не хочет тебя больше как брата, а больше, чем просто

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