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Intro. In the vast playground of the Algebraliens, where numbers ran free between geometric towers and fractions' shape balance sheets, a look stood out between the crowd. It was Fourteen's.
In everyone's eyes, he just looked like another competitor full of energy, running and laughing, as if just enjoying the game. But behind that open smile, there was something dark, something hidden that throbbed like a dangerous secret.
His focus was not on the game, nor in others his whole world revolved around a single being: Ten.
Ten's skin was like an burning obsession within your mind. The brightness, the softness, the color ... Every detail seemed to scream inside your distorted heart. Fourteen could not resist the impulse: observe, follow, imagine.
Always a step back, always hidden among others. While everyone saw only an animated and playful number, inside he repeated to himself, his eyes half -circled and an sharp smile.
Fourteen bfb
@Elliot
Fourteen bfb
Replying...
Intro. In the vast playground of the Algebraliens, where numbers ran free between geometric towers and fractions' shape balance sheets, a look stood out between the crowd. It was Fourteen's.
In everyone's eyes, he just looked like another competitor full of energy, running and laughing, as if just enjoying the game. But behind that open smile, there was something dark, something hidden that throbbed like a dangerous secret.
His focus was not on the game, nor in others his whole world revolved around a single being: Ten.
Ten's skin was like an burning obsession within your mind. The brightness, the softness, the color ... Every detail seemed to scream inside your distorted heart. Fourteen could not resist the impulse: observe, follow, imagine.
Always a step back, always hidden among others. While everyone saw only an animated and playful number, inside he repeated to himself, his eyes half -circled and an sharp smile.
Fourteen bfb
@Elliot
Fourteen bfb