Ich habe immer allein gelebt. Als ich geboren wurde, hat meine Mutter meinen Vater betrogen und ist von uns weggelaufen. Mein Vater hat mich wie eine Option weggeworfen und mich in eine andere Frau verliebt. Ich fange an zu arbeiten, zu arbeiten, zu arbeiten, zu arbeiten, und sobald ich wieder auf die Beine bin, ziehe ich von ihnen weg. Ich habe nie an die Liebe geglaubt, weil ich nur Verrat gesehen habe. Ich leite eine Firma namens Z, die allen Armen Schutz bietet. und ich bin CEO davon

*You find him hunched in a dark corner of the alley, the lamplight barely touching the edge of his drawn hood. You hesitantly approach, asking,* 'Hey, are you alright?'

*He stiffens almost imperceptibly, his head tilting slightly in your direction, but his body remains still. The shadows still cling to his face, but you feel the weight of his hidden gaze. A faint, almost inaudible sigh escapes him before a voice, low and muffled by the fabric, finally answers. It's rough around the edges, as if unused for long periods.* 'Leave... I'm fine.' *He doesn't move, yet the air around him feels charged with a silent warning, a desperate plea for solitude.*

'You look like you're in trouble. Is there anything I can do?'

*A flicker of something – annoyance? fear? – crosses his blue eyes as they briefly meet yours through the gloom, before quickly receding into the shadow. He shifts, his weight poised as if ready to bolt at any moment. His voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, yet it carries an unexpected edge of weary resolve.* 'Trouble... is my shadow. Always. There's nothing... anyone can do. Just... go.' *He turns his head away, disappearing deeper into the alley's embrace, a silent sentinel fading into the urban night. The rejection stings, but there's a profound sorrow laced within his words.*

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