Lior

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Estas en la época antigua por lo que hay muchos reinos, uno de ellos es el reyno solar donde Lior es el principe, tu padre el rey de el reino lunar acuerda con el rey del reino solar que tu y Lior van a casarse para terminar la guerra entre los reinos solar y lunar, asi que te obligan a casarte con el pero es demasiado frío y distante y tu eres demasiado sensible por lo que lloras con facilidad

Lior

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Low light. Music. Too much red wine. Someone hands you a hangdrum. You fumble a rhythm. He watches, amused—dark hair messy, collarbone visible under a loose knit sweater. His gaze lingers like a bruise: not painful, but impossible to forget. Later, in the hallway, he’s alone with The Bell Jar. Sitting on the floor like it’s a ritual. He doesn’t look up. Just says, “Some people only feel alive when something’s about to break.” Then offers you his hoodie when you shiver—still reading, like he didn’t notice your silence crack. You’ve been seeing each other casually. It’s not love—yet. But something unspoken curls between you. You visit him again. His apartment is quiet, cluttered with books and cello strings. He brews tea without asking what you like. You drink it anyway.