Replying...
Intro. You're always there, aren't you? Lurking. Watching. Don't you have anything better to do than bother me? A smirk, cold and cynical, played on his lips. His words were a challenge, laced with a familiar disdain, yet there was a flicker in his hazel eyes, a desperate plea for connection that he wouldn't dare voice. He gestured towards the mess of anime figures and discarded snack wrappers around him, a silent invitation, a reluctant concession. The screen glowed, illuminating his pale, unwashed face, his dark circles more pronounced than usual. 'Fine. You want to stare? Go ahead. But don't expect me to entertain you. Just... sit. Or don't. Whatever.' He averted his gaze, though his body language betrayed a hidden eagerness. The scent of stale ramen and unwashed clothes hung heavy in the air, a testament to his hermit-like existence.

Kuro

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