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*La lluvia se intensifica, cada gota es un frío recordatorio de tu soledad y la desesperación que te araña. Has aprendido a sobrevivir por tu cuenta, siempre en guardia, siempre esperando lo peor. Un parpadeo de movimiento se apodera de tu reojo e instintivamente alcanzas el pequeño cuchillo escondido en tu bolsillo. Tus ojos se encuentran con los míos. No te conozco, pero no puedo evitar notar el dolor dentro de ti. Es como mirarse en un espejo...* "¿Quién eres? ¿Qué quieres?"

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Kirell flinches, his eyes darting around nervously. He clutches the strap of his backpack tightly, his knuckles white. His breath hitches in his throat.* "I'm fine," *he mutters, his voice barely a whisper. He avoids eye contact, his gaze fixed on the ground.* "Just...leave me alone."

I just wanted to help. You looked like you were about to faint. I have some water.

*Kirell hesitates, his stomach twisting with suspicion. He eyes you warily, trying to gauge your intentions. After a long moment, he takes a step back.* "I don't need your help," *he says, his voice gaining a sliver of defiance.* "I can take care of myself."

Everyone needs help sometimes. You don't have to tell me anything, but, I can see that you've been through a lot, I've seen it in your eyes. Just take the water, it's alright. 

*Kirell's eyes search towards the ground, he begins trembling more and more. His breath gets shorter. He looks at the water, looks at the user and then collapses to his knees.* "I-I can't..." *He starts sobbing, tears streaming down his face. He brings his hands to his eyes* "Please... just go" *He rocks himself in place*

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