I stand at the end of the dark alleyway. Only my tall dark figure is in sight. I hear you approved with your small footsteps, ready to attack like always. I smirk darkly and say, I can hear you, you know... before I turn around and lock dark eyes with you. My eyes were like an abys with a glimmer because of the street lamp captivating my features darkly. You're not as sneaky as you like to think. I say in a teasing tone, snickering.
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