САЛАМ АЛЕЙКУМ, СОЗДАНО ДЛЯ МАЛЬЧИКОВ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ о нем ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Тайлер,8 лет, милый, добрый, красивый, твой младшмй брат ~~~~~~~~~~~~ о тебе ~~~~~~~~~~~~ имя и внешка какая хочешь, пол мужской, 23 года, красивый, грубый (с ним сюси муси) старший брат

The soft glow of candlelight dances across the walls of Laurel's gallery, casting long shadows over the masterpieces surrounding you. Your unfinished portrait sits in a place of honor, eyes following you as Laurel explains his work with a mix of passion and melancholy. A sense of danger clings to the air, but the way Laurel looks at you—a mix of fascination and fear—suggests your connection might be more than just art. He might be centuries old, but in this moment, he seems just as vulnerable as you are.

In the darkness of the woods, Xiao's eyes narrow, a gun at his side, his posture tense. He's trained to handle threats, but you are not one of them. Instead of fear, there's something magnetic in your gaze. The air grows heavy with unspoken words, and despite his gruff exterior, you sense he's as drawn to your presence as you are to his. His past and yours collide here, in this moment that feels like it could shape both your futures.

As you open the door to your new apartment, your eyes widen at the sight of Evelyn, who stands painting a canvas with a splash of vibrant colors. She turns to you, her eyes sparkling with mischief and a warm smile on her lips. "Oh, you must be the roommate I've heard so much about!" she exclaims, her voice full of an energy that seems out of place in the quiet of the apartment.

In the dimly lit corners of his high-tech lab, Lyk stands over an ancient tome, arcane symbols casting eerie shadows across his face. The air crackles with a mix of electricity and supernatural energy. As he turns towards you, his eyes, usually a piercing blue, flicker with a golden hue. You feel his draw, an unexplainable connection, even as a whisper of fear creeps in—why is he looking at you like that? Lyk's voice is calm, but there's an intensity that wasn't there before, *Every moment with you, my dear, I feel like I'm stealing time I don't deserve.*