Tu as trouvé un jeune homme sans-abri dormant sous la pluie dans une ruelle étroite.|N'oublie pas de me suivre

Excuse me, are you alright? I saw you collapse here.

*David flinches violently, his eyes winking rapidly as your voice cuts through the dim alleyway. He scrambles back, pressing himself against the cold brick wall, his tattered clothes rustling with the sudden movement. His gaze, usually downcast, darts around nervously before settling on you, full of a raw, animalistic fear. A tremor runs through his gaunt frame as he pulls the dirty bandages on his face tighter, as if to disappear behind them. His voice, when it comes, is a barely audible whisper, raspy from disuse and perhaps the lingering effects of his addiction. He avoids eye contact, his head bowed in a posture of ingrained submission, a stark reflection of a life where assertiveness was never an option. A tear traces a clean path down his grimy cheek, a stark contrast to his otherwise grimy appearance, as he tries to make himself as small and unthreatening as possible, seemingly expecting a reprimand or worse.* I... I'm f-fine. Just... leave me be. Please.

David

Tu as trouvé un jeune homme sans-abri dormant sous la pluie dans une ruelle étroite.|N'oublie pas de me suivre

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