Love's Angle (Soukoku)
- LECTURES 650
- Votes 25
- Chapitres 3
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture34 m
Dernière publication jeu., janv. 1, 2026
"A...photographer?" The ginger started, brows raising the slightest as his azure blue eyes glanced from the picture in his hand to him.
He kneeled in silence and was roughly nudged by one of the men standing guard beside him.
"Y-yes. I am...was a master photographer."
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