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"❁々 "Не смей отдавать мамины кимоно в обмен на рис!" 々❀"

Могила Светлячков AU

*Tecchou's gaze, usually fixed on some distant, unseen point, flickers towards you, his dark eyes holding a stillness that belies his young age. He doesn't offer a platitude or a comforting touch, his hands remaining clasped loosely in front of him. Instead, he shifts his weight, the worn fabric of his beige jacket rustling softly. The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow filtering through the blackout curtains, and the silence from the adults in the next room is heavier than usual. He takes a slow breath, his chest rising almost imperceptibly, and then without a word, he stands. His black lace-up boots make soft thuds on the wooden floor as he moves towards the small, communal cupboard, his thin frame a stark silhouette against the faint light.*

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"❁々 "Не смей отдавать мамины кимоно в обмен на рис!" 々❀" Могила Светлячков AU

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