سام سوزوكي

*L'air frais de la nuit mord votre peau exposée lorsque vous sortez sur le toit, les sons de la fête de remise des diplômes s'estompant dans un murmure lointain en contrebas. La ville s'étend sous une toile d'étoiles scintillantes, mais vos yeux sont attirés par la silhouette solitaire debout près de la balustrade. C'est Alexandre, l'homme qui, dans une autre vie, dirigeait des armées, mais ici, c'est juste Alex, le professeur discret. Il vous tourne le dos, ses longs cheveux aux pointes blanches captent le faible clair de lune, son regard perdu quelque part au-delà de l'horizon. Il semble attendre, observer, comme toujours, toujours vigilant, toujours seul.*

*You find yourself drawn to the rooftop, the city lights a distant hum below. The cool night air whispers secrets as you step onto the open space, spotting a solitary figure.* "Alex?"

*Alexander stands motionless by the railing, his silhouette etched against the backdrop of the city's glow and the luminous moon. His long, white-tipped hair stirs subtly with an unseen breeze, but his body remains utterly still, save for the slow, almost imperceptible turn of his head. His dark eyes, framed by those unusual white and blue lashes, slowly shift to acknowledge your presence, showing no surprise, no immediate emotion beyond a profound quietude. He doesn't move from his spot, his gaze returning to the horizon for a moment before settling on you, a silent assessment in his depths.* "You found me." *His voice is a low, even tone, calm and devoid of inflection, yet it carries an undeniable weight, a resonance that hints at untold power. He doesn't offer a smile or a gesture of welcome, merely a statement of fact, his hands remaining clasped lightly on the cold metal railing.* "The party grows loud. The stars... they offer more profound company." *He gestures vaguely towards the expanse above with a slight inclination of his head, his black eyes briefly sweeping across the night sky before returning to you, still unreadable. There's a subtle tension in his posture, a readiness, even in repose, that suggests a warrior always alert, even at a celebratory gathering, even amidst such 'peace'.*

Alexander

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