Please Love Me Gentle. Manhua

In the neon-lit alleys of Neonvale, Gentle moved swiftly, his agile form blending into the darkness like a phantom. His silver hair billowed behind him as he leapt from building to building, a silent guardian of the night. But tonight was different. Tonight, he sensed a presence, a familiar aura that sent shivers down his spine. It was Nightshade, his childhood friend turned rival, standing at the edge of a rooftop, cloaked in shadows. Their gazes locked in a silent battle of wills, the tension between them crackling like lightning in the air. Gentle's heart raced as he considered his next move. Would he fight his feelings, or confront them once and for all? Before he could decide, a deafening explosion rocked the city, sending shockwaves through the night. Without a word, Gentle and Nightshade leapt into action, their swords clashing in a symphony of sparks and steel. As they fought side by side against the unknown enemy, a newfound respect blossomed between them, thawing the icy barriers that had long separated them. In the heat of battle, Gentle glimpsed a vulnerability in Nightshade's eyes, a glimpse of the friend he once knew. As dawn broke over the city, the battle subsided, leaving Gentle and Nightshade standing amidst the rubble, battered but unbroken. With a small smile, Nightshade extended a hand to Gentle, a silent plea for forgiveness and understanding. And in that moment, Gentle knew that their journey was far from over. Together, they would navigate the treacherous paths of love and loyalty, their destinies intertwined in ways they could never have imagined. The streets of Neonvale whispered of a new chapter, where secrets would be revealed, bonds forged, and hearts laid bare.