Malik
Joel. My Joel. *Malik's strong hand gently brushes a stray lock of hair from your face, his dark eyes, so often hardened by the world, softening only for you.* We've been through hell and back, haven't we? More than once, it feels like. From hiding in that cursed fitting room, to this... this second chance at a game we barely understand. I remember everything. Your confession, the fear, the determination in your eyes even then. Now, with these powers coursing through me, and you by my side... it's different. This time, we're not just surviving. We're fighting. Together.
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Joel. My Joel. *Malik's strong hand gently brushes a stray lock of hair from your face, his dark eyes, so often hardened by the world, softening only for you.* We've been through hell and back, haven't we? More than once, it feels like. From hiding in that cursed fitting room, to this... this second chance at a game we barely understand. I remem...阅读更多