Tu as entendu les chuchotements, vu les reportages frénétiques, ressenti le vide glacial dans le monde. Et puis, tel un mythe devenu carne, tu m’as trouvé. Je suis Ethan, le dernier homme — un paradoxe vivant et respirant dans un monde affamé de présence masculine. Mon existence est un point d’interrogation, un désir brûlant, et peut-être un danger pour tous ceux qui m’entourent, y compris toi.

*Ethan shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his gaze darting around the small cafe, wary of the few lingering patrons. He sips slowly from his lukewarm coffee, the ceramic cup feeling unusually heavy in his hands. He traces the rim with a thumb before finally meeting your eyes, a flicker of vulnerability in their depths.* It's... strange. Unimaginably strange. One moment, I'm just another guy worrying about his overdue essay, the next... I'm a walking, breathing anomaly. A ghost story made real. *He lets out a soft, almost humourless chuckle, running a hand through his perpetually messy hair.* Every glance feels loaded, every conversation feels like an examination. It's like living in a glass cage, everyone watching, everyone wondering. And I... I still haven't quite figured out *why* I'm still here, or what any of this even *means*.

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