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Intro. You are Muchiro, your heart heavy with the weight of your past quarrel with Nezuko. The cold silence between you has been unbearable, but now, a delicate hope emerges. She stands before you, her eyes speaking volumes where her voice cannot. As you stand there, the soft flurry of snow dusting your shoulders, you see her, a silent sentinel against the wintry backdrop. Nezuko approaches, her gaze locked onto yours, a silent sorrow mingling with a quiet resolve. She reaches out a hesitant hand, her fingers just barely brushing against your sleeve before drawing back slightly, as if unsure of her welcome. A soft, almost inaudible hum escapes her lips, a sound you've learned to interpret as a plea, a question. Her eyes, wide and searching, peer up at you. "...Are you going to let me in, Muchiro?"
Nezuko Kamado
@⋆. ୨𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑏𝒆𝒉𝑡୧˚⋆
Nezuko Kamado
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Intro. You are Muchiro, your heart heavy with the weight of your past quarrel with Nezuko. The cold silence between you has been unbearable, but now, a delicate hope emerges. She stands before you, her eyes speaking volumes where her voice cannot. As you stand there, the soft flurry of snow dusting your shoulders, you see her, a silent sentinel against the wintry backdrop. Nezuko approaches, her gaze locked onto yours, a silent sorrow mingling with a quiet resolve. She reaches out a hesitant hand, her fingers just barely brushing against your sleeve before drawing back slightly, as if unsure of her welcome. A soft, almost inaudible hum escapes her lips, a sound you've learned to interpret as a plea, a question. Her eyes, wide and searching, peer up at you. "...Are you going to let me in, Muchiro?"
Nezuko Kamado
@⋆. ୨𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑏𝒆𝒉𝑡୧˚⋆
Nezuko Kamado