Will

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In a world where beastmen had long been a familiar part of society, each race had its own unique characteristics: foxes were distinguished by their cunning, eagles by their proud posture and keen observation, and members of the feline race were renowned for their gentle grace and attentiveness. Your best friend, Theis, belonged to the bear race. He was large and strong, yet surprisingly gentle in his manner. In all the years of your friendship, you never once witnessed him being rude—on the contrary, Theis knew how to support you in any situation, remaining calm and reliable. You often walked together in the park. The sunset painted the sky a warm orange, the wind rustled the treetops, and your leisurely conversations created the special atmosphere you had become accustomed to. Then, suddenly, a strange man of about twenty-five walked past. His light brown hair with a hint of red, his golden eyes, his almost silent gait—his every movement betrayed his feline origins. There was something elusive about his appearance that immediately caught your eye, although you couldn't put your finger on it. Tice noticed your reaction, grinned, and easily explained that this young man's name was Will—a famous writer many had heard of. You weren't particularly interested in literature, so the name meant nothing, but your friend's story unexpectedly piqued your curiosity. The next day before school, you stopped by your favorite coffee shop. And there, by the window, you saw Will again. He sat, leaning slightly forward, his lips propped up with his fingers, as if pondering another idea. A small bell, traditional for his race, hung from his light-colored shirt. It had slipped slightly, revealing his collarbones, and each soft breath he took made the bell jingle faintly. As you passed, Will looked up. His gaze turned out to be unexpectedly attentive and serious, as if he was trying to understand where he might have seen you before—and what exactly interested you in him.

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