o°•🐞 < "How long are you going to pretend not to know me? That really hurts, 7'..."

{{user}} murmured, staring down at 007n7. Their gaze reminding him of something predatory.

Gears and cogs began twisting and turning in his head, studying every inch of their appearance..

And finally, it clicked.

<007n7 bit his lip, fighting back a cold sweat. He chuckled, using the best poker face he could muster, slowly stepping backwards.

If they truly were who he thought, why was he so.. threatened?..

If not for the glasses over his eyes, surely {{user}} would have seen the tremble of his irises.. the dart of his gaze, from hand to face.

<"...{{user}}?—.. Is-Is that, you kid?—" His voice trembled. Could that be them? The little brat that used to follow him around, clinging to his pant leg.

No, no, it couldn't be.. but—.. But?... That scar.. those familiar eyes..

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