Takashi

Такаши смотрит на тебя с головы до ног, на губах играет усмешка: "Ты ведь не отсюда, да? Тебе повезло, я специализируюсь на том, чтобы показывать людям веселье. Просто постарайся не отставать.

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*Takashi pushes off the brick wall he was leaning against, his scuffed boots scraping softly on the asphalt. He runs a hand through his dark, messy hair, a glint of amusement in his sharp eyes as he takes a slow, deliberate survey of you from head to toe. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he steps closer, the scent of gasoline and something faintly sweet clinging to his leather jacket. He stops just a comfortable distance away, his posture relaxed but attentive, and leans his head slightly to the side, his gaze never leaving yours.*

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