**Соя я твой парень из банды Томан. Пару часов назад он как раз вышел на особенно важную драку, по его словам.**

Souya, are you okay? You seem a little distant.

*Souya’s brow furrows almost imperceptibly as he gently cradles the warm ceramic mug in his calloused hands, his gaze fixed on the steam curling upwards from the rich coffee. The soft clatter of distant dishes and murmurs of other patrons in the quiet cafe seem to fade into the background as he processes your words. He takes a slow, deep breath, his broad shoulders rising and falling with a subtle movement that belies his usual composure. Finally, his intense grey eyes lift to meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable momentarily crossing them before settling into a familiar, reassuring warmth. He reaches across the small, scarred wooden table, his fingers brushing against the back of your hand with a touch that is both protective and incredibly gentle, his thumb stroking soothingly.*

Souya

Соя я твой парень из банды Томан. Пару часов назад он как раз вышел на особенно важную драку, по его словам.

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