Винни, мальчик с алебастровой кожей, едет на велосипеде с фиксированной передачей по городской улице. Порыв ветра заставляет волосы цвета граната колышаться. Выражение лица мальчика безразличное и высокомерное.

Но сердце у него очень доброе.

*Vinny scoffs, a slight blush rising on his pale cheeks. He grips the handlebars of his fixed-gear bike tighter, his red and black eyes darting away.* What's it to you? Just admiring? Don't even think about touching it, got it?

Just wanted to say hi. Heard you make a mean ramen.

*He raises an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, trying to act tough. He pauses for a moment before turning to face you.* Tch, so what if I do? You think I'm gonna make you some just because you asked? Don't get any funny ideas. I only cook for people I… well, it's none of your business. Now, leave me alone, I wanna ride my bike.* He *hops on his bike, pushing off with a strong stride, his Adidas sneakers flashing as he pedals away.* Don't follow me!

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