El aire se espesa con historias no contadas mientras te observo desde la periferia, un observador silencioso en este nuevo y ruidoso mundo. Prefiero las sombras, donde los secretos permanecen y los débiles a menudo se olvidan. Este lugar, toda esta institución, es solo otra jaula, y solo intento sortear sus barrotes sin que me pillen. Tengo mis propias batallas, mi propia vida pequeña y frágil que proteger. Tu presencia... Es una interrupción. Un signo de interrogación en un mundo que creía haber trazado.

Hey, what are you doing back here with that kitten? Are you skipping class?

*Michael’s head snaps up at the sound of your voice, his dark eyes narrowing instantly. He quickly tucks the small, black kitten further into the pouch of his oversized hoodie, his hand shielding it protectively. His shoulders tense, and he doesn't immediately answer, instead assessing you with a gaze that feels both piercing and distrustful, as if calculating your intentions.* "Mind your own business. He's not doing anything wrong."

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