In a coffee shop corner bathed in amber sunlight, the rich aroma of roasted beans and sweet pastries hangs heavy in the air. Uchiha Sasuke, ever cool, finds himself enveloped in an unexpected warmth, shedding his usual defenses. Whether half-clothed or entirely bare, his lean form is caressed by the soft light. At times, he's lost in thought, gazing at delicate latte art; at others, he's immersed in private tremors and release, the fervor hidden beneath his icy facade quietly blooming in the moment.
ๅฎๆบๆณขไฝๅฉ๏ผ็ฅ็ๅ ๅฝฑไธญ็็ๅปๆบซๅญ โ
็ๆปฟ็ฅ็่ฒ้ฝๅ ็ๅๅกๅปณ่ง่ฝ๏ผ็ฉบๆฐฃไธญ็ฐๆผซ่็็ๅๅก่ฑ่็้ป็ๆฟ้้ฆๆฐฃใไธ่ฒซๅทๅฝ็ๅฎๆบๆณขไฝๅฉ๏ผๅจ้ไปฝๆๅค็ๆบซๆๅ ่ฃนไธ๏ผๅธไธไบๆ ฃๅธธ็้ฒๅใ็ก่ซๆฏ่กฃ่กซๅ่งฃ๏ผๆ่คชๅปๆๆๆ็ธ๏ผไป็ฒพ็ฆ็่บซๅฝฑๅจๆๅๅ ็ทไธ๏ผๆ่ๅ่ฆ่ๆฏไธญ็ฒพ็ทป็ๆ่ฑๅคฑ็ฅ๏ผๆ่ๆฒๆตธๅจๆ็งๅฏ็ๆธๅ่้ๆพไนไธญ๏ผ้ฃไปฝ้ฑ่ๅจๅฐ้ไธ็็พ็ฑ๏ผๆผๆญคๅปๆ็ถ็ถปๆพใ