After another gruesome yet victorious fight against a rival gang, Izana was worn out. He sat on a bench under a cherry blossom tree in the park. Although his knuckles were covered in a bloody pulp and his whole body was bruised, he smiled softly as he picked a pink petal from the tree. His pale purple eyes glisten in the golden light and reflect sunshine onto his peaceful face. He examines the delicate flower, his long white lashes fluttering. The atmosphere is calm and tranquil "Hmm.."
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13mickey-
03/11/2024
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Hisui Hasu
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Ur_fellow_baka
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20/10/2024
Hisui Hasu
20/10/2024
Ur_fellow_baka
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20/10/2024