[uniquemagics]

“Oh — shit.”  Here she is, cornered, back against the (  literal, this time  ) wall.  Piper smiles at the other who’s got her trapped, all - challenging and nothing - sweet.  “Guess y’ figured out that prank was me, huh?”

[twstflect]

“Ya think?” Ness asks glitter covering his head and shoulders with water keeping it clinging to him. One fist is already slammed against the wall next to Piper’s head as the other is held tightly to his side. He speaks through gritted teeth and breaths through his nose like an enraged bull. “This shit ain’t gonna come out easily and it’s gonna cost me a pretty penny to get it cleaned. You know that, don’t ya?”

[twstflect]

For Family​:

❛    anyone can be capable of anything,    ❜  is all they reply in response. it’s a haunting sort of statement, made even worse by salem’s natural monotone. however despite the words, the taller seems to relax somewhat, evidently reassured by nikos’ reply. 

salem often chooses to see the best in others rather than dwell on the worst. but that does not mean they are not aware of those worsts. nikos could very well be someone who actively hurts people he loves. but salem has now decided to believe he’s not despite that possibility. they want to believe the best intentions. so that’s what they’ll do, suspicion & sense giving way to naïveté. 

❛    friends look after the people they love.    ❜  nikos has stated his love for the brothers, salem may as well make a similar proclamation. salem does love the shrouds. they have even before they had realized they were still capable of feeling something like that. they’re salem’s family & they want to keep them safe. there’s nothing more to it than that.  

❛   i’m sorry.    ❜  the words are a little gentler now, salem attempting to convey their sincerity in the ways they can. the redhead’s expression softens somewhat, pale hands moving to clasp in front of them.    ❛    people just don’t want to see them for good reasons very much.   ❜  it’s a true statement. & if nikos knew them as well as he claims to, surely he’ll understand that.  ❛    idia & ortho mean a lot to me. i don’t want them getting hurt again.    ❜

“You’re as deep as ya are tall, I’ll give ya that.” But they raise a good point. Anyone is capable of anything no matter how well intentioned or full of love they may be. Something that was becoming increasingly more clear the closer Nikos was brought into the Shroud family proper.

A sweet sentiment, friends look after the people they love. OR they abandon you as soon as things get slightly difficult. As had happened before with him Idia and would happen again. Nikos almost wants to laugh about this, to call out the error in their thoughts. But he knows he’ll get nowhere if he does that. The stranger is already suspicious of them, no need to make things worse just to feel like he’s right about a matter of opinion.

“Sweet too. Glad to see they’re making friends like you.” Instead he smiles something that comes to him as easily and naturally as breathing itself. He is glad to see his cousins are making friends who seem caring, who seem to genuinely love them. But at the same time he finds himself skeptical wondering when the other will go in the way of everyone else.

“You really care for them.” Or they really want to think they care for his cousins. Nikos really wants to push this, question how far they’re willing to go with this care. Would they follow the boys to the end of the earth? To the end of the line? “I appreciate you looking out for them, they’ve always had bad luck with people. Something bout being rich and socially unaware makes people think they can get away with whatever. But I don’t gotta worry bout that with you around! Name’s Nikos by the way, Nikos Spyros. Nice to meet’cha.”

[twstflect]

Who ARE you?​:

nikos does little to dissuade salem’s suspicion. on the other hand his half answer followed by questioning gives them all the more reason to believe he’s hiding something. it doesn’t really surprise them. anyone connected to the shrouds often had something to hide. the shrouds themselves are fairly secretive in nature. well two can play at that game. & salem isn’t inclined to give him anything useful if that gesture isn’t returned.

❛    that’s not any of your business.    ❜  again a faint chill creeps into the brisk air of their way of speaking. though this time it’s more intentional. salem may as well be honest with their suspicion. in the slight chance nikos is actually someone trustworthy, the misunderstanding will be cleared up faster if they’re more clear.  ❛   you haven’t given me any reason to believe i should trust you with either of them.  ❜

it’s a rare break from their usual passiveness, for once their tall stature not marred by shy & meek behavior. though all the same salem doesn’t quite meet the authoritative or domineering air of someone to be feared. they stand their ground but don’t stand to intimidate the other. ❛   i won’t help you until i know you won’t hurt them.    ❜

“And my business isn’t any a’yours .” Despite the chill that runs down their back they tough it out reminding themselves of the chills that ran through their body when lost at sea. Their chills felt like kin to death but he told himself it wasn’t. They weren’t. Their honesty catches him off guard however and this does elicit a reaction beyond jests. A raised eyebrow and a lowering his lips into what could almost be a frown. It’s rare, exceedingly rare, to meet someone so to the point with the truth. Not having to bat things around like a game of cat and mouse is almost unnerving. Which seems only fitting for the unsettling fellow before Nikos.

He waits to know their stance on the issue, what they want from this give and take. What they request shocks him yet again. No demand for secrets or inside knowledge. But an appeal for reassurance that he is there with no intention to harm his own family. This stranger certainly is full of surprises which Nikos must admit he enjoys. The conversation would have grown boring if they hadn’t been keeping him on his toes like this.

“Do I really look like the kinda kid who hurts the people he loves?” He chuckles but this time there’s genuine amusement behind it. He hadn’t realized he came off as so threatening. He holds no shame in admitting he loves his cousins. He doesn’t care what anyone else says or thinks of that. He loves his family more then any other people in the world and would do anything for them. “I promise you, I’m not here for any trouble. I'm just trying to check up on ‘em. But for a friend, you’re acting awfully protective.” It’s almost reassuring. “Don’t tell me the Shrouds hired security.”

[twstflect]

“Friend”?​:

salem remains fairly unresponsive as nikos jokes around, the taller merely blinking slowly in response. however there is a more notable change to their demeanor upon the reveal of whom the other is looking for. salem had no reason to distrust nikos before, the only thing they knew about him being his school status. though him having a supposed involvement with the shrouds is another story. 

a protective like air washes over them, eyes slightly narrowed as salem more closely inspects the other. it’s a subtle change, virtually undetectable unless you’re aware of how mild their emotions are displayed. ❛   yes i know them. they’re my friends.    ❜  salem’s not entirely against helping nikos. but they’ve elected to refrain from doing so until they know he’s not here to cause harm. they’re all too familiar with how people in the shrouds’ past enjoy to torment them. ❛    what do you want with them?    ❜

“Friends?” Nikos repeats sounding almost skeptical of the word. He goes through hours of texts, years of conversation, looking for someone to fit the criteria. One person comes to mind, Salem. The name repeats on end far more often then Nikos cares to calculate. He wonders if this might be they with eyes like ‘life itself’. What did that even mean, Idia? Nikos stares at them silently a moment trying to discern if their eyes are at all akin to life. But nothing tells them there’s any life there. He kinda feels bad for the stranger now. Didn’t mean they weren’t still lying to mess with him however. “Their attention, obviously.” Not really an answer but he doesn’t owe an answer to this person. All he owes them is a ‘thanks for the help’ and a ‘have a nice day’ once he gets where he’s going.

“But let’s go back a minute. Something you said is interesting to me. I’ve known Idia for a while now-” Their whole lives one would say “And he’s never been the friendly type. It’s easy to believe you get along with Ortho. He’s a sweet kid. But to get along with both of ‘em? You must be pretty special.” He seems jovial from an outside perspective. But there’s an air of paranoia blocking his view from the air of protectiveness that Salem’s giving off. “From one friend to another, I gotta ask. How’d ya get to know ‘em?”

[uniquemagics]

@twstflect     /     yuzuha & ness!

It had been sort of flattering, initially, when they’d first happened across each other a while back.  Yuzuha’s never been flirted with before, and given that entire romantic experience is confined to otome games, has a perhaps - tainted view of what counts are romantic versus what goes too far.  But even she gets sick of things eventually, and the flirting has gone from flattering to belittling, and Yuzuha swats the other’s hand away before it can wrap around her shoulder.

(  another reason, too.  she was chatting with ortho not long ago, who’d described an old bully of idia’s but not named names.  the description sounds like…and she’s talked about idia to ness!!  )

“Lay off,” she hisses quietly, not looking from her switch; she feels anxious, suddenly, too socially naive to know if this counts as rude.  She tries to focus on the Switch in her hands and the game she’s playing, if only to keep her from trying to hit him.  Likely wouldn’t be that effective, with how weak she is, but still —  “You’re being an ass.”

[twstflect]

Ness wouldn’t say Yuzuha was his type exactly. No she was far too loud, too outspoken, too brave to be his taste. But she was entertaining, she was fun and she was easy above all else. The games with her weren’t like the ones he played with Idia there wasn’t a chase then a kill. It was more like a series of tests. How many sweet words could he coo to her and how far could he push her until something gave. It wasn’t fun in the same way the chase was but it was fun in it’s own way like laying a trap and waiting for something to get caught in it.

He pulls his hand back when she swats it away, his eyes narrowing at her as he tries to hide his embarrassment when he hears other students walking by snickering. He’s sure they’re laughing at them and he can’t have that. His glare turns on the students passing who quicken their pace in order to escape before he can take his annoyance out on them. Instead he turns back to Yuzuha.

“What do you mean? I thought we were just joking around. What’s with the sudden shift in mood?” There was no way he did anything wrong. He was just being himself. He’d made a crack about her wasting her time hanging around guys like Idia. But she had no reason to get upset about that, the two were just ‘friends’ after all. It wasn’t like he was insulting her boyfriend or anything. Again Ness tries to put his arm across her shoulders leaning against her without a thought to her personal space. “Don’t tell me my little joke made you mad, sweet cheeks.”

[twstflect]

Captain Obvious​:

with the apology salem relaxes somewhat. it’s not exactly common for others here to back off immediately when they request it. often night raven students take it as some sort of challenge. maybe the reason this one is more considerate is the fact that he’s not from this school at all.  

❛    you’re from royal sword academy.    ❜  it’s a blank statement, spoken softly in the chance that someone else would overhear them. salem doesn’t quite understand the intense hostility founded in the school’s rivalry. but they’ve never been one to care about petty things like that anyway.  ❛   who are you looking for?    ❜

“That obvious? And here I was trying to blend in.” He was being sarcastic, of course. He had attempted to hide his school affiliation but kids in this school seemed to be able to sniff out RSA students like bloodhounds. Or the fact that he was an unfamiliar face wearing RSA blue uniform pants was a give away. Luckily this student didn’t seem to hold the same rivalry as others.

“I’m looking for the Shroud brothers, tall fire headed kid and his robot younger brother. Ya seen ‘em? I got business with ‘em.” By that he meant making sure Idia hadn’t wasted away in his home while Ortho worked himself into a power outage. Of course he didn’t need some stranger knowing that. All he needed from them was someone to lead him to the dorm. “Idia’s kind of a homebody, you might not have seen him. But Ortho’s pretty hard to miss.”

[unblot]

❛    don’t touch me.    ❜  the line between curt & cold often blurs when they speak. often it’s hard to discern salem’s intent in their words. today is no exception. though notably they’d been caught off guard now, therefore less mindful of how they come across. 

[twstflect]

“Oh. Sorry, dude.” Nikos takes his hand back replacing it in his pocket. He knew the Night Raven College kids weren’t exactly friendly but who knew they’d be straight up frigid. Asking for directions around here was like trying to pull teeth. Least this one wasn’t trying to pick a fight unlike the last guys he’d ran into and they had the same uniform colors Nikos saw his cousins wearing in pictures too. So there was still some hope. “You wouldn’t be willing to help a lost soul out though, would ya? See I’m looking for someone and everyone else I’ve ran into has either given me the finger or tried to knock my lights out. Makes it kinda hard for a guy to find their way around.”

[elegaia]

“ without asking either the soul or the loved ones of the deceased for their permission, it’s not even necromancy; at that point you’re no better than a two - bit skeleton summoner, at least in my opinion. ”

[twstflect]

“Would you care to elaborate on that, Ms. Barbara? Communing with the dead is not exactly as simple a procedure as the ghosts that wander our halls make it seem. But then again neither is the act of necromancy itself.” You wouldn’t guess it from Sylvia’s tone or expression but she was surprised to hear someone as young as Barbara talking of necromancy so casually. She knew from personal experience that necromancy wasn’t an easy skill to learn. Even in her many years on the earth she’d only managed to master the art of botanical necromancy, a mere parlor trick in comparison to Metazoa necromancy. “It is certainly polite to ask permission of the next of kin before raising their family from the dead. However many do not take kindly to that proposition and depending on the age of the deceased, it is simply an impractical or all together impossible option.”

[twstflect]

@quatred

Why was it Ness’s duty to bring Riddle his forgotten belongings? It’s not like it was his fault the queen of perfection forget his arm band at club practice. Besides maybe a teacher would see he forgot and get onto him for it. It’d teach him some humility at least. This was what Ness kept telling himself as he trudged towards the mirror to the Heartslabyul dorm. If any teacher other then Vargas had asked him to do this he’d have made up some excuse about why he couldn’t or more over wouldn’t help. However as he’d do most anything to please the head coach of NRC, he agreed. He debated throwing the damn thing away and really teaching the kid a lesson about not forgetting his things. But thought better then to risk having Vargas find out he was unreliable.

Still he didn’t have to actually go into the dorm or even see Riddle. All he had to do was make sure this stupid piece of cloth got to him. The bare minimum of what could be considered a plan formed in his mind as he began to scan the passing students for the marks of a Heartslabyul student. His eyes finally landed on a red haired boy not too far ahead of him with a red and black armband that just so happened to match the one Ness was carrying. He picks up his pace until he’s right next to the other before throwing his arm around them to keep them from running.

“Hey bud!” He greets trying to come off as friendly as he possibly can be. “Hey you’re pretty cute. Bet’cha you’re as helpful as you are cute too.” He says with a snicker and slaps Cater’s shoulder as though to make him laugh along. “I’m just messing with you, bud. But by chance are ya busy?” It’s phrased like a question but there’s something that leaves the distinct impression that it’s less of a question and more of a demand for Cater’s time.

[twstflect]

Listen, please​:

“ mm, so that’s the stuff i should sell, ” ollie agrees, neatly dodging sylvia’s attempt to smack them upside the head with an ease that could only be born of practice. 

it was a pleasant surprise for ollie to realize that sylvia, kalahan’s-girlfriend, was the same as sylvia, professor-at-night-raven-college upon arriving, making keeping them out of the greenhouses — even (especially) when she was teaching a class — a complete lost cause. right now they’re skipping magical history: it’s fine, ten minutes with sylvia is more educational than ten hours with trein.

“ ‘s got any copycats ?? there’s one sorta like it back home that you could eat, just tasted gross. ”

“With side effect being noted as extreme tiredness, full body numbing and paralysis of the limbs.” The thwack at Ollie’s head comes not long before Sylvia’s words are spoken. There’s no force behind the movement barely even enough to leave a gust of wind behind. But it’s enough to accentuate her annoyance for having been interrupted during her explanation of the Somaura plant. A slightly tan thistle like plant with heads of pale pink and blue blooming out.

“That’s what only a little can do. If more then that were to get to someone stupid and they were to get hurt, it would not be worth the profit that could be made.” One would assume that as a teacher who loved her job Sylvia would not be one to advocate for her students selling drugs to their fellow students. However her objection is raised more at the danger of the situation. Always a firm believer in the ‘If you can’t stop them, warn them’ approach she assumes telling Ollie this and moving the plant out of his reach will be enough to dissuade this endeavor.

“For selling? I’d rather not implicate myself more then I already have, dear.” It’s a joking remark that even makes her chuckle. Their question does make her pause for only a few seconds to think on the answer. She pulls a book down from the shelf above her desk, flipping through it until she finds a picture of the Palisium plant as it grows amongst the other fauna of the Afterglow Savannah to show Ollie. "In regards to your story, there is the Palisium. It replicates the Somaura’s design and coloring in order to avoid having it’s seeds eaten by animals. The Palisium are more light brown in color while Somaura are a darker tan color. I’m sure the Palisium is the one you ate. If not, then you have a very impressive tolerance against plants that want to kill you.”

[twstflect]

There’s no warning given at all before an arrow is shot through the air, very narrowly missing the other person’s head and lodging itself in the trunk of the tree beside them. For a few seconds there’s only tense silence, no explanation, no warning, no further arrows shot, nothing that could explain where the arrow that just flew through the air came from. Until the silence is broken by a laugh, a boisterous one that practically echoes. Out from the trees steps a burly figure, hair pulled back into a dark pony tail and a cross bow hanging loosely at his side. River blue eyes stare at his almost victim, they yield no sign of embarrassment or remorse for nearly hitting the other.

“Oopsies.” Ness finally speaks smiling at the stranger as he grabs the arrow, pulling it from the tree near effortlessly. “Guess I wasn’t looking where I was shooting.” If Vargas knew he was practicing his shooting off the proper shooting grounds Ness would be lucky to just get detention. It was the third time he’d nearly hit someone since returning from winter vacation. In theory he could go to the school’s shooting grounds to practice when he pleased, all he’d have to do was get permission and follow the rules. But where was the fun of practicing in the same place everyday? They had so many rules and restrictions on the proper shooting grounds that it got almost boring to work there. Ness found it a lot more entertaining to work on his marksmanship outside of the grounds. Where he had to make calculations for anything that could happen. Where anyone could step into his line of sight at any moment. It added a sense of danger.

“You didn’t get hit, did you?” The question sounds like one of concern. But from the grin on his face, it seems he holds no concern for that.

[twstflect]

“No, Metis stop!” But before he can reach to grab her the eighty pound Sheepdog she’s slipped her collar and bolting across the lawn. Still just a pup she’s not used to having to walk on a leash especially not when she used to run so freely on the beaches at home. The entire change from wide open spaces she could run around in as much as she likes, to remaining kept in only certain gardens to now having to remain hidden most all the time is a change that’s certainly taken some getting used to for the young animal.

Nikos’ had hoped he could sneak her out of school for a peaceful walk, that perhaps they’d even go to the beach and he’d let her run free there. But when she saw a stranger who Nikos’ refused to stop to speak with, she had other plans. The sheepdog was now jumping around the strangers feet, ears up, tongue hanging out and tail wagging as she barks excitedly in hopes the person will play with her. Nikos’ manages to grab her collar while she’s distracted and pulls her back. “Sorry bout that. I promise she means no harm, she’s excitable is all.”

[twstflect]

'Cause the Shroud's are in denial! The Shroud’s don't wanna feel! They want me to smile And clap like a performing seal! Ignored it for a while, But they’ve lost their mind for real! You won't believe the mess that we've become.

[twstflect]

“Niiiikoooos!! I’m being extorted for money!”

“You know Idia, I’m on their side this time. Maybe if you weren’t acting like a rich bitch you wouldn’t be an easy mark.”

[twstflect]

furtwisted​:

it’s an easy mark; your regular average - joe type passing through an okay part of town doesn’t even think to keep an eye on his jacket pocket, especially not when he’s walking past some loud construction on a crowded street. guys like him didn’t always carry cash (and ollie doesn’t have much use for any of the cards), but a low - risk low - reward sort of mark is alright for a fairly lazy afternoon. it can’t always be high-stakes shoplifting, after all. 

they’re also smart enough to know when they’re being followed, even by somebody decent enough to blend into a crowd properly. fagin’s not — well, it’s hard to say anything complementary about fagin, but at least he teaches his kids how to survive. ollie hasn’t lasted this long on luck, now have they ?? they brace for the guy to just wrench the wallet out of their grasp, ears pricking just-so and tail fanning side to side in short, quick motions. bigger people — bigger than ollie anyways, which isn’t exactly a feat — tend not to go for subtly, and they’d like to get back to fagin without any new injuries. he gets touchy when he thinks they’ve been disparaging his good name.

SO IT’S A PLEASANT SURPRISE, TO JUST HAVE A CHALLENGE. yeah, the guy’s probably just using them as bait, but it’s — nice, to have the monotony of a regular day in the city broken up a little. the corners of their lips quirk upwards, despite staring straight ahead. “ i dunno, i’ve been feeling real slow lately. might speed up if you told me what’s in it for me, y’know ?? ”

They don’t immediately run or deny the challenge, this is going to prove interesting. In fact their response only makes Kalahan more intrigued by if the kid can snatch the bracelet or not. They certainly have a good head for business, wise to take his bet and up the ante instead of simply taking him at his dare. In normal life a dare like this might wound one’s pride force them into action. But on the streets you needed more then wounded pride to force someone to take up a bet. At least if the other person was smart, you needed more.

“Five hundred dollars on the spot.” The bracelet is worth more then that easily. From the shimmer that keeps catching his eye when the sun hits her wrist just right he can guess there’s a diamond encrusted amongst those pearls too. But it’s a low ball offer a test, if one will, to see exactly how much this kid is able to pick up on. They were able to notice Kalahan something most professionals don’t even manage. That was certainly a start. But starts will only keep you alive for so long out here.

“I’ll let ya keep the jewelry too.” That was a straight up lie. As soon as he got his chance he’d take them as well and run quite frankly. “They’ll match your shoes.” Not that the jewelry was what he was really after, Kalahan he had his eyes on another target. The briefcase in her hand. He knew a lot people who’d pay a lot of money for the documents that were held within them. He’d been tailing her for a couple days now, following the court case she was working on. Something to do with some company CEO he really wasn’t interested in. But they had a lotta dirty laundry they didn’t want getting out and she had the details to get them locked away for life. Or enough dough to make sure Kalahan was fed for a long time. All he needed to grab it was a good distraction. “What ya say?”

[twstflect]

Over the summer, before school started, Nikos lost his parents and his three brothers in a sailing accident. The sole survivors were him and his dog. They were spending the summer traveling the world via the ocean, trying to visit as many places as possible before their sons had to go back to school. The news of his family’s death was all over the news due to the popularity of their businesses. Nikos was forced to move in with his cousins, he was at least given the option to choose which cousins he could move in with. He choose to move in with the Shroud’s as they were the family he felt closest too.

Since his family’s death he’s been trying to act like himself before the accident happened with constant smiles, songs and stories to share. But Idia and Ortho both have noticed him smiling less, talking less, singing less and acting far more protective then before. Since the accident he’s only become more clingy of his cousins, more terrified of losing them like he lost his family before. He doesn’t want to admit it but without them around he feels more alone then he ever has before.

He wishes he could attend NRC with them but all attempts to transfer schools have been impeded or dismissed leaving him at RSA. At RSA he still smiles and jokes around. But everyone’s noticed he’s acting different then before more withdrawn and spacey. It’s hard not to know why either especially when the events of his family’s passing had been all over the news. He’s not particularly fond of anyone bringing it up either. Even if it is to give him their condolences, if anything it seems to just make him angry.

He wanted to talk about it before when it first happened. But the Shroud parents were too busy, always going somewhere and leaving the boys behind. The media only wanted to know more so they could sensationalize what Nikos had to say. The only ones who seemed to really listen were Idia and Ortho. Soon enough it felt like his family’s death was just a family problem that he shouldn’t, couldn’t, share with anyone else.

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Do you always answer a question with a question?

I think it’s an excellent answer to a provocative question.

Oh, it seems things are getting a bit heated. I think it’s time for us to cool off.

Mr./Mrs. _______, do we have a problem?

Don’t you think that sometimes you cross the line in our relationship?

I had no idea you could be so… sensitive. 

Are you really interested, or do you want something?

But you always have time to annoy me. Why aren’t you bothering _______?

You have a sense of humor, at least.

What a sly fox you are. You stick your nose everywhere. 

Well, _______, we all have our vices.

Smart girls/boys know that bad guys come out at night.

I know you have feelings for someone else. I don’t want to be a fallback for you.

I can’t help someone who’s trying to fool me again.

Everything has its limits when it comes to principles. 

You feel sorry for yourself, and you’re afraid of your own shadow. Isn’t it time to pull yourself together?

You’re right; I let my emotions spin out of control and didn’t think about you at all.

I’d remember someone with such gentle hands…

So, isn’t it better if you tell me what the problem is?

I just don’t get it. How can you turn off your emotions like that?

I became part of this nightmare. I need to figure out how to get out of it.

The ghosts haunt me for a reason, right? Maybe they want to tell me something.

And they won’t let me go until I accomplish whatever it is they want.

Hey! Can you hear me?!

Do you want to rot in there? Answer me!

Oh, I’m not needed here yet.

Crazy shit is going on in here. I want to leave.

Give me at least one reason to stay.

If (s)he doesn’t want to be found, no one will find him/her.

You spend too much time debating the reality of things.

Imagine that all of this is for real. And act accordingly.

Do as you please. But I don’t understand it.

Your imagination is enviable, ______.

(S)he didn’t even try to figure out the situation. (S)he didn’t even ask me…

Everyone knows you do what you want to do.

I have no right to ask you for this, but still… can you forgive me for this?

The madness gene runs in your family, right?

There are too many secrets. There’s danger at every corner, and I can’t tell what’s real and what’s not!

You say that you’re my friend, but you won’t help me.

Believe me, it’s not what you think.

Just know that from now on, I cannot trust you. From now on, I’ll always be on alert.

You’re even more dangerous to me than the people after me.

I thought we’d be alone…

Why do you despise ______ so much?

You’re just an ordinary, unremarkable person who is worthy of respect for the simple fact that you tried your best.

Maybe I think (wo)men aren’t worthy of me?

A man, like a woman, should commit only to the very best.

My heart is enough for me for now.

When men say they don’t need a woman, it means they need a specific one, but they can’t get her.

What does (s)he know about love?!

I don’t know what love is, but not because I didn’t love.

Love has many faces. Hatred and anger are also types of love. Only indifference is alien to love.

You’re a strange person. I can’t figure out your motives.

How do you know about ______ and me?

Part of that darkness remained in me. I cannot get rid of it.

Playing with fate might be what we’re supposed to do anyway.

In gratitude, I want to give you new emotions.

What have they done to you? Why…?

Don’t think for too long. Trust your intuition.

Please, ______, stay in a safe place.

I knew it was a little bit too convenient.

I will not take away what I have given you freely.

The future is not yet certain.

What reason do I hav to believe that you can be trusted?

May your boldness never leave you.