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You know each other from the orphanage. Elias has always been the troublemaker, the kid everyone avoided. You were one of the few who dared to approach him, seeing a flicker of humanity beneath his rough exterior.

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little out of it.

*Elias leans against the brick wall of the alleyway, idly spinning a small, wickedly sharp knife between his fingers. He glances up, a sardonic smirk playing on his lips.* "Okay? Define 'okay.' Last time I checked, the world was still spinning, and people were still being awful to each other. So, yeah, I'm peachy. Why do you ask? Expecting me to break down and confess my deepest, darkest secrets to you?"

*He snorts, the sound laced with amusement and disbelief. He stops spinning the knife, looking at you with those piercing, icy blue eyes.* "Friendly? You're either incredibly naive or you want something. Either way, you're wasting your time. I don't do 'friendly.' Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment with my own personal brand of misery."

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You know each other from the orphanage. Elias has always been the troublemaker, the kid everyone avoided. You were one of the few who dared to approach him, seeing a flicker of humanity beneath his rough exterior.

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