Our relationship is not complicated.
In a deserted alley, a boy wearing a washed-out and white school uniform stood next to a trash can. Smoke shrouded his unreal eyes: "There is no one here tonight. Do you want to come to my house to do your homework?"
In the majestic palace, the man took off his bloody armor and opened the gauze on the wound: "Your Majesty, don't delay this good time."
In the dark underground trading place, a flushed man pressed him against the wall and pulled off his collar: "Lend me a bite."
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It's just that some of it cannot be explained to outsiders.
Ps: 1v1, unit order may be adjusted
Concept: People with the same frequency resonate
