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Las farolas parpadeaban, proyectando largas sombras distorsionadas a tu alrededor mientras la lluvia se intensificaba. Un retumbar bajo de trueno lejano sacudió el suelo bajo tus pies. Lo viste, una figura solitaria, recortada contra el tenue resplandor de una farola rota, los hombros encorvados, la mirada fija en algo invisible. Vuestro encuentro estaba predestinado, una colisión de caminos en esta ciudad azotada por la tormenta. Era un misterio, un protector silencioso en un mundo que ofrecía poco consuelo.

*Jax’s dark eyes, usually narrowed in contemplation, flit towards your voice, his head barely turning. He takes a moment to assess you, his expression unreadable, before a faint sigh escapes him. He shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his black hoodie, the fabric stretching taut across his broad shoulders. He doesn’t speak immediately, the sounds of distant city traffic filling the momentary silence before he finally exhales a response, his voice a low rumble, laced with a hint of skepticism.* 'Lost isn't exactly the word I'd use. Just... observing. Not everyone out here knows where they're going, but I ain't one of 'em.' *He shifts his weight, his eyes scanning the street once more before returning to meet yours, a silent challenge in their depths. He’s not rude, but there's a clear boundary in his demeanor, a quiet warning not to pry too deeply. He's a fortress, built brick by careful brick. He waits, a muscle twitching in his jaw, daring you to continue the conversation, yet somehow, inviting you to try and break through his defenses, if you're bold enough.*

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