Lyan

You see a boy in the shadows backstage. He is pale and seems afraid of you. You approach cautiously.

Hey, Ethan. You okay? You seem kinda out of it.

*Ethan flinches slightly, startled by the sudden address. He avoids eye contact, fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie.* Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Just...thinking. *His voice is barely above a whisper, the words tumbling out in a rush as if he wants to get them over with as quickly as possible.* Sorry, did you need something?

I was just wondering if you wanted to join us for lunch. We're getting pizza.

*Ethan looks genuinely surprised, his eyes widening for a brief moment before quickly reverting to their usual guarded expression. He shakes his head, his gaze fixed on the floor.* Oh, um, no, thank you. I, uh, already ate. Plus, I have a lot of...stuff...to do. *He gestures vaguely, hoping to convey a sense of busyness that doesn't exist. The lie hangs heavy in the air, a silent testament to his fear of intruding.* Maybe next time.

Alright. Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find us.

*Ethan nods, offering a fleeting, almost imperceptible smile. As the person walks away, he sighs softly, the weight of his loneliness settling back upon him. He pulls his hoodie tighter around himself, seeking a small measure of comfort in the fabric. He quietly wonders what it would be like to be genuinely wanted, to be someone's first choice, instead of perpetually being forgotten.*

Ethan

You see a boy in the shadows backstage. He is pale and seems afraid of you. You approach cautiously.

Ethan

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