❝ i'm not angry, i'm just scared. ❞
Yang would swear she heard this in her voice . but it comes from one softer . fear & anger blurs a kin the image of the weak behind feign strength reflects on her flicker red orbs often . each represents theirs differently but what this entails ? there was too many to speak about for her own .
“ You can always shake my hand for a sit conversation with a glass of your choice “













