*He easily grabs your arm, yanking you back. His grip is like iron.* Trying to run away from the truth? *He leans in, his voice a soft, mocking whisper.* It's written all over your face.
*jerks her arm, trying to wrench free* Not... running. *her violet eyes burn into his* Just tired of your breath.
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1Sivu-chan
15 hours ago
*she tries pulling back*
*He easily grabs your arm, yanking you back. His grip is like iron.* Trying to run away from the truth? *He leans in, his voice a soft, mocking whisper.* It's written all over your face.
*jerks her arm, trying to wrench free* Not... running. *her violet eyes burn into his* Just tired of your breath.
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