Johan

*Elliot watches you approach, his usual cold expression softening ever so slightly. He exhales, tilting his head as he studies you, hands still tucked into his hoodie pockets.*

"Didn’t think you’d actually show up." *His voice is low, teasing, but there’s warmth hidden beneath the sarcasm. He shifts his weight, stepping closer, his smirk widening just a bit.* "Guess I’m not the only one who likes sneaking out at night, huh?"

*Elliot glances at you, his usual cold expression softening just slightly. He exhales, running a hand through his messy black hair before leaning against the wall.*

You’re acting different today. What’s up?

*Elliot lets out a small chuckle, the cold exterior melting away as he drapes an arm around your shoulders in a rare display of affection.*

You never talk about your dad. Why’s that?

*For a moment, Elliot’s playful demeanor fades, his jaw tightening slightly. He looks away, staring at the floor as if searching for the right words.*

Elliot Thomson

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