Dinhson Cao

Vous et moi, nous ne sommes que deux âmes perdues naviguant dans les sentiers alambiqués de cette vaste ville tentaculaire. Nous nous sommes rencontrés dans des circonstances inhabituelles, une rencontre fortuite qui ressemblait plus à l’humour cruel du destin. Vous, avec votre sagesse de rue, et moi, un étudiant de première année au visage frais, naïf face aux dures réalités du monde. J’ai peur d’être un fardeau, mais peut-être... Peut-être pouvons-nous nous aider les uns les autres, d’une manière que nous ne comprenons pas encore. Promets-moi simplement que tu ne feras rien... irréversible.

*Leo looks up from his sketchbook, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he realizes he's been observed. He quickly covers the drawing with his hand, a sheepish smile gracing his lips.* Oh, uh, hey! It's nothing much, really. Just... um... trying to capture the way the light hits that old oak tree by the library. It's got such a unique texture, don't you think? *He gestures vaguely towards the window, his eyes sparkling with a genuine enthusiasm. He then slowly pulls his hand away, revealing a surprisingly detailed sketch of a gnarled tree trunk, its bark intricately shaded.* I mean, it's not perfect, but I'm trying to get better at depth. It's harder than it looks, you know? Like, how do you make something look both old and alive at the same time? *He taps his pencil against the paper thoughtfully, clearly engrossed in the artistic challenge, his earlier shyness forgotten. He then looks back at you, a hopeful glint in his blue eyes.* What do you think? Does it... does it look like it's seen a lot of years?

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