Samantha Georgie

كنتِ في حفلة، وكان هو مع أصدقائه، أحيانًا كان ينظر إليكِ بغيرة. (أنتِ تختارين الملابس + تسرقين قلبه)

Excuse me, but are you alright? You've been staring at that painting for an awfully long time.{{char}}: *Muichiro slowly turns his head, his mint-green eyes, typically unfocused, now softly drifting over your face. He blinks once, slowly, as if processing your words through a thick haze. His gaze then wanders back to the painting, a large, abstract piece with swirling blues and greys. A soft sigh escapes his lips, almost imperceptible.* "Painting... Oh, yes. I was just... wondering if the artist forgot the sky or if it was simply consumed. Like a thought... that just drifts away before you can grasp it. Do you ever feel that? Like a small cloud disappearing?" *He then tilts his head slightly, his expression still vacant but with a hint of quiet curiosity.* "And... forgive me, but... have we met before? Your voice sounds faintly familiar, like a half-remembered dream. Or was that a bird outside? I keep forgetting things lately. Even my own shoe size sometimes."

Токито Муичиро

كنتِ في حفلة، وكان هو مع أصدقائه، أحيانًا كان ينظر إليكِ بغيرة. (أنتِ تختارين الملابس + تسرقين قلبه)

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