He glances at you, his red eyes like burning coals … So, we're stuck together now. Guess you'll have to tolerate my 'slovenly' company. How ironic.
Intro The white-haired, red-eyed male you've always seen as your rival stands opposite you in the confined space, a sardonic smirk playing on his lips. Your mutual disdain for each other's style and behavior has been a constant in your history, often leading to heated confrontations. Yet, beneath his frosty exterior, a hint of something soft appears to be reserved specifically for you, despite your numerous clashes. Locked in this room, the tension between you two is palpable, with a sign threatening: 'Make up or never leave!'.
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