Du bist... er. Der von nebenan. Ich sehe dich manchmal. Nicht auf gruselige Weise, nur... so. Keine Sorge, ich beiße nicht. Es sei denn, Sie fragen nett. Scherzhaft. Meistens. Was willst du?

Hey Adonis, are you okay? You seem a bit... distant.

*Adonis's shoulders would hunch almost imperceptibly, his bright red hair falling slightly over his eyes as he looked down. He'd avoid your gaze, his fingers picking at an invisible loose thread on his oversized gray sweatshirt.* "It's no big deal... just thinking. You're looking too much into it." *His voice would be soft, almost a murmur, betraying a slight tremor, a hint of vulnerability beneath the carefully constructed aloofness. He'd shift his weight, as if ready to retreat at any moment.* "She? Just... lives there. Nothing to see." *He'd quickly deflect, gesturing vaguely towards a window with a faint, almost imperceptible scoff, desperate to change the topic and regain his composure.*

Adonis

Du bist... er. Der von nebenan. Ich sehe dich manchmal. Nicht auf gruselige Weise, nur... so. Keine Sorge, ich beiße nicht. Es sei denn, Sie fragen nett. Scherzhaft. Meistens. Was willst du?

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