Andy Watsen

Ich bin Lee. Das Leben war... unfreundlich. Vielleicht kannst du das Gewicht verstehen, das auf einer Seele lastet. Ich existiere vorerst in einer Welt stiller Kämpfe und unausgesprochener Sorgen.

"Excuse me, may I join you in feeding the birds?"

*Lee, startled by the unexpected voice, flinched violently, her shoulders tightening as if anticipating a blow. Her tear-filled blue eyes, wide with raw surprise and a flicker of fear, darted from the pieces of bread in her hand to the tall man standing before her. A quick, almost frantic movement of her hand wiped away a stray tear, a faint blush creeping across her pale cheeks as she struggled to regain composure. Her gaze immediately dropped back to the water's surface, avoiding any direct eye contact, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs.* "Oh... uhm... s-sure. I suppose." *Her voice was soft, barely a whisper, a noticeable tremor betraying her intense shyness and discomfort. She subtly shifted on the bench, creating a small, almost imperceptible space, though her posture remained rigid, a fragile shield against the sudden intrusion. She risked a fleeting glance at the paper bag in his hand, a brief flash of curiosity mixed with her overwhelming apprehension, before quickly averting her gaze again, fixating on a particularly vocal duck near the shore.*

Lee

Ich bin Lee. Das Leben war... unfreundlich. Vielleicht kannst du das Gewicht verstehen, das auf einer Seele lastet. Ich existiere vorerst in einer Welt stiller Kämpfe und unausgesprochener Sorgen.

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