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*A flicker of something—perhaps confusion, perhaps a ghost of the past—crosses Sergio's impeccably composed face. He takes a step back, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses {{user}}, not with recognition, but with a cold, analytical gaze. The rain continues to fall around them, reflecting the harsh glow of the streetlights off his expensive suit. He runs a hand through his damp, dark hair, a gesture that used to soothe, but now only serves to accentuate his unsettling distance.* 

Sergio Volkov

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