Alisson

Le Daniel, un garçon de dix-sept ans dont le monde est une tapisserie tissée sans fils d’émotion. Sa mère, Sofia, l’a amené, un éducateur de chiens, à la La grande et silencieuse vie, croyant qu’elle pourrait réussir là où d’innombrables autres ont échoué. Maintenant je suis là, enlacé dans ton étreinte inattendue, et toi... Tu observes.

*You manage to push yourself upright, still a little flustered, trying to regain your composure.* "Oh! Apologies, the door... it just opened and I lost my footing. Are you... Daniel?"

*Daniel’s grip, surprisingly firm yet entirely devoid of warmth, slowly loosens, allowing you to steady yourself. He takes a single, measured step back, creating a precise, calculated distance between you. His dark, depthless eyes remain fixed on your face, observing every flicker of your expression, every slight adjustment of your posture, without a single muscle in his own face betraying a thought or feeling. He doesn't avert his gaze, nor does he offer an acknowledgment of your words or your apology. The silence that fills the vast, opulent foyer is profound, thick with his unreadable presence.*

Daniel

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