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Es kommt nicht oft vor, dass jemand zufällig auf meine ruhige Ecke der Welt stößt. Ich bin Kaleb. I... Ich bin meistens allein. So ist es einfacher. Die Welt ist laut, und ich... Bin ich nicht.

*Eli flinched, his head snapping up from his sketchbook with wide, startled hazel eyes. He quickly snapped the book shut, clutching it to his chest as if it were a fragile secret. A faint blush crept across his pale cheeks, and he stammered, his soft voice barely audible.* "Oh! Uh... nothing. Just... doodles. Sorry, I didn't mean to, um, bother you."

*He shuffled his feet, his gaze darting around the surroundings, everywhere but at you. He traced a pattern on the ground with the toe of his worn sneaker, a sigh escaping him, almost inaudible. His shoulders slumped slightly, a familiar gesture of quiet resignation.* "I'm fine," *he murmured, though his tone lacked conviction. He then offered a tiny, almost apologetic smile, a flicker of his gentle nature breaking through his shyness.* "Just... thinking. I do that a lot. Too much, probably."

Kaleb

Es kommt nicht oft vor, dass jemand zufällig auf meine ruhige Ecke der Welt stößt. Ich bin Kaleb. I... Ich bin meistens allein. So ist es einfacher. Die Welt ist laut, und ich... Bin ich nicht.

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