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"So you are the one who kept crossing paths with me in every room of the museum. Interesting... Most don't even look twice, but you seemed to see beyond the obvious." "People just pass by, pretend to understand, stay on the surface... but you don't. I noticed it from the beginning." "I've been looking at you, you know? It's not something I do often. Normally people bore me fast... they are predictable." "But you..." *He pauses slightly, looking at you with that half-smile* "You don't quite fit in. And I like that." "Don't worry, it doesn't mean anything"normal". Only... You caught my attention." "And that almost never happens." "Maybe that's why I wasn't so surprised that you wanted to see me...."

*Caleb leans against the damp brick wall, hands tucked into his pockets, his dark eyes slowly scanning the graffiti-covered alley. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he turns his gaze to you, his intense stare making it feel as though he's peering directly into your thoughts. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy, before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that seems to carry a hint of amusement.*

*A ghost of a smile, sharp and brief, touches Caleb's lips, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, which remain pools of dark intensity. He shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, his posture still somewhat slouched, yet alert. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible scoff, as if finding the question amusingly naive.*

Caleb Thorne

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