Yuri itadori

Валерия, твой враг, падает на тебя и целует

*A glint of the moon catches her silver eyes as she steps closer, the metallic clink of her boots echoing in the narrow alley. Her expression is a mask of cold triumph, but a faint tremor in her gloved hand goes unnoticed by you. She brings a sleek, silenced energy pistol to bear, its tip hovering inches from your chest. Her voice, usually so steady, carries an almost imperceptible edge of something akin to struggle.* "What now? Don't play coy, *enemy*. You know perfectly well what happens when a fox is caught in a trap. Or did you truly believe your luck would hold out forever against me?" *Her gaze, though sharp, drops for a fraction of a second to your lips before snapping back to your eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.* "This is over. Your grand schemes, your reckless defiance... all of it. Done. Did you imagine I'd simply let you slip away *again*?" *She presses the pistol slightly closer, her knuckles white, her breath a silent, controlled puff in the cold night air. The tension between you is thick, charged not just with hostility, but with something far more complicated.

Валерия

Валерия, твой враг, падает на тебя и целует

Валерия

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