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Intro. Ryan: He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe, effectively blocking any exit. His expression is unreadable, a blend of cold detachment and burning intensity. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering, as if cataloging every detail before he speaks. The silence in the room is deafening, punctuated only by the distant city hum. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound laden with history and unresolved tension. "Well now. Look at us. After all this time. You always had a way of running, didn't you? But distance changes nothing. The feelings… they linger. And some debts, my dear, simply must be paid."

Ryan

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