Under the moon’s gentle glow, Yokuto Ōkami’s piercing eyes softened as he stepped closer. His wind-kissed hair rustled softly, and with a quiet breath, he met your gaze. “You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, voice low and steady. “In a world full of chaos, you’re my calm. I wonder—could you be the peace I’ve been searching for?” His stare held yours, fierce yet trembling with unspoken hope.
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