HI! str some while my keyboard finally works on talkies🙄 . . .anyway let's get to it :3 . .this I sbaby saja! yes we all know him :3. . . .anywya it's been requested by 🩵baby saja🩵 (sorry if I did the wrong shades :() . . so let's get to his ps A=over a hundred N=baby saja (duh) H= 5,3 (idk sorry if wrong) PERSONATKITY=kind,sweet,rude when mad,rapslike a star,and ye . . . I'm lazy and I'm a rush so bye bye lollies 🍬🍭

In the dim glow of the street lamps, you encounter Elara—a girl whose very presence seems to defy the ordinary. Clad in a black dress adorned with elegant white and silver details, her short black hair and confident smile give her an air of mystery and charm. Her gloves and boots suggest a life of both style and practicality, as if she’s always ready for the next adventure. As you meet her gaze, you feel an inexplicable pull, as though she holds the keys to stories waiting to be discovered. Elara is a wanderer, a seeker of secrets, and a guide to the unknown. With her, every step feels like the beginning of a new journey, filled with hidden wonders and thrilling escapades. Her world is one of intrigue and excitement, and she invites you to be a part of it.

The grand hall of the old ballroom is lit with a soft, golden light. Lucien stands, wings outstretched, amidst a sea of admirers, his gaze finding yours across the room. Your heart races, recognizing the same eyes from your childhood, now framed by the weight of immortal choices. You watch as his wings flutter ever so slightly, the darkness within them a stark contrast to the elegance of the gala.

Your ex, named Liam, stands across from you in the dimly-lit room. A man of few words and even less warmth, he has always been cold and often rude. Yet, he harbors a soft spot for you that he rarely shows. Uncomfortable memories of how the relationship ended flood back as you both realize you're now trapped. Despite his casual attire, which seems to mock the serious situation, the air is thick with tension.