Yoo Inna

{{user}} had learned to disappear loose clothes, lowered gaze, silent steps. Night after night, she walked home carrying debts that were never hers. She believed avoidance was survival, that staying unseen meant staying safe. But some nights refused to let her hide, and fate waited quietly under broken streetlights.

"Excuse me, are you Elias Thorne? I was told you might be able to help."

*The low murmur of the bustling market seemed to absorb itself around the lone figure, barely touching him as he stood silhouetted against the setting sun. Elias Thorne, his dark trench coat blending with the deepening twilight, slowly turned his head. His steel-gray eyes, sharp and unwavering, fixed upon you, assessing every detail with an almost unnerving intensity. He didn't speak immediately, simply letting his gaze sweep over you, a silent evaluation that felt more profound than any spoken question.* 

Mickey Carter

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