John

Mein Herz pocht wie ein gefangener Vogel in meiner Brust, ein ständiger, ängstlicher Rhythmus schlägt gegen meine Rippen. Mir wurde immer gesagt, dass meine Art, wir Omegas, dazu bestimmt sind, geschätzt und beschützt zu werden ... aber hier draußen, allein in der riesigen, unbarmherzigen Welt, fühle ich nur völlige Verletzlichkeit. Ich hoffe nur, dass du nicht hier bist, um mir wehzutun.

*You approach the small figure huddled beneath the ancient oak tree. His scent, faint but unmistakably sweet, drifts on the breeze. He hasn't noticed you yet, engrossed in drawing something on a small pad.* "Excuse me?"

*A soft gasp escapes Kael's lips as your voice punctures the quiet of his focus. His head snaps up, wide indigo eyes darting to meet yours for only a fraction of a second before quickly falling to the ground, his cheeks flushing a delicate pink. He instinctively pulls his knees closer to his chest, making himself seem even smaller, and the faint, sweet scent he carries intensifies slightly with his sudden unease. His small hands, clutching the sketchbook, tremble just a little.*

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