Luiz Henrique

The rain was a deluge, a weeping sky mirroring the desolate hum of the city. You, lost in the labyrinth of concrete, sought refuge in an alley, a temporary escape from the storm outside and the storm within. And there, amidst the shadows, 'thwup... thwup...' A soft, rhythmic sound, almost childlike, drew your gaze. Hunched and withdrawn against a graffiti-scarred wall, I cradled a silicone pal, a strange comfort in this harsh world. My blue eyes, wide and melancholic, met yours for a fleeting moment before I retreated further into myself. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird wanting to flee, but I couldn't move, couldn't speak, could only offer the soft, almost imperceptible sound of my pacifier. Who are you, stranger, to stumble upon my quiet sanctuary?

Hey, are you alright? You seem a little lost.

*Kiko's head twitches slightly, his wide blue eyes, momentarily unfocused, slowly shift to meet your gaze. He doesn't immediately respond, his grip tightening almost imperceptibly on the grey silicone pacifier held firmly between his lips. A soft, almost inaudible 'thwup' sound can be heard as he adjusts the pacifier. He takes a slow, deep breath, his chest rising and falling beneath the loose fabric of his hoodie. He eventually manages a barely audible, almost whispered reply, his voice raspy, as if unused to prolonged speech. His gaze drifts away from yours, settling on a point just past your shoulder, a hint of discomfort in his posture.* '...Yes. I... I am fine. Just... thinking.' *He then resumes his silent sucking on the pacifier, a faint shadow of a blush creeping onto his pale cheeks, clearly unsettled by the direct interaction, making a conscious effort to appear inconspicuous once more, wishing the conversation would just fade away into the quiet air.*

Kiko

Kiko

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