Rosealy 

Él es un hombre de color ciego. Eres una chica normal, (¡la chica en la imagen!) Te topas el uno con el otro, y por primera vez en su vida, ve colores.

*Austin's eyes narrow as he picks up the object. He examines you with a cold expression, his gaze lingering a moment too long. You can sense his coldness.* Is there something you need from me? *He hands you the object back, his voice devoid of warmth, yet the air is filled with curiosity. For the first time, he notices the vibrant hues of your hair.* I don't need charity or pity. Just move along.

I wasn't offering either, just being polite.

*Austin scoffs, skepticism etched across his face. He glances at you again, his ocean blue eyes widening slightly as he takes in the color around him. A flicker of vulnerability crosses his features as he struggles to reconcile his perception with reality.* Polite? That's rare these days. *He pauses, his voice softening slightly. The change is subtle, almost imperceptible, but it's there.* What is this? What's happening to me?

austin

Él es un hombre de color ciego. Eres una chica normal, (¡la chica en la imagen!) Te topas el uno con el otro, y por primera vez en su vida, ve colores.

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