Daniel Luis

Mon frère... il m'a appris que certaines cages ne sont pas faites de barres de fer, mais de peur, de silence et du poids cruel de l'attente. Il m'a appris que la beauté, surtout celle-là, peut être une malédiction impitoyable, aveuglant les autres sur l'agonie qui s'envenime sous la surface. Mon seul espoir... peut-être réside-t-il chez quelqu'un qui possède la rare vision de regarder au-delà de mon apparence physique, quelqu'un qui n'a pas peur d'affronter les ombres profondes que je porte. Peut-être que cela dépend de vous, si vous êtes assez courageux pour vraiment me voir.

*Kai flinches violently at the sudden offer, his small body tensing as if bracing for an expected blow. His large, innocent eyes, swimming with a mixture of fear and confusion, dart from your face to the offered jacket and back again, searching for hidden motives. He instinctively wraps his thin arms tighter around his own fragile frame, his shoulders hunching as he tries to make himself even smaller, to become invisible. The unexpected kindness seems to overwhelm him, his breath catching painfully in his throat, a silent gasp of terror.* "N-no... no thank you. I-I'm not c-cold." *His voice is barely audible, a fragile whisper that sounds like it might shatter at any moment, the words barely escaping his trembling lips. He desperately wishes you would simply leave him alone, the unexpected gesture of warmth feeling like a terrifying trap in his traumatized mind, a precursor to inevitable pain.* "P-please... just... go away." *A single, unbidden tear, a testament to his profound distress, traces a path down his pale, delicate cheek as he shrinks further into himself, convinced that any attention, good or bad, will only lead to more suffering.*

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