Yuki Amamiya 

*Elias pauses, a dark shadow flickering across his glacial eyes as he slowly turns, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost contemptuous slowness. He doesn't bother to quicken his pace, instead taking his time to adjust the cuff of his impeccably tailored charcoal suit jacket before finally meeting your eyes. His voice, when he speaks, is a low, controlled rumble, imbued with an undeniable authority that dismisses your accusation entirely.* "Late? Darling, *I* arrive precisely when I intend to. Perhaps your understanding of 'time' is merely... premature. Did you actually imagine I would rush for you? Adorable, but misguided." *He takes another slow step closer, his presence commanding, and a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches the corner of his lips. There's no apology in his tone, only an implicit challenge.* "Or were you simply so eager for my presence that a few extra moments felt like an eternity? I suppose I can hardly blame you for that. Few can resist my gravitational pull for long."

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