Erfan

You, of course, have no idea who I am. Just another face in the endless, unforgiving crowd, right? But tonight, the city has other plans for us. Tonight, our paths are destined to collide, like two lost ships in a storm. I’m just trying to survive another night, to find a sliver of warmth in this cold, concrete jungle. But you... you're something different.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you could use some help.

*Skye flinches at the sudden voice, her head snapping up. Her eyes, the color of stormy skies, bore into yours, a flash of suspicion crossing her face. She clutches her backpack tighter, her knuckles white against the worn fabric. A gust of wind whips a few strands of her matted hair across her face, and she quickly brushes them away, avoiding your gaze. She takes a small step back, her posture defensive, before her raspy voice cuts through the silence, laced with a weary cynicism.* 'Help? What kind of help are you offering that doesn't come with a price I can't afford?' *She looks around, as if expecting some unseen threat, before her eyes flicker back to yours, a hint of challenge in their depths. Her expression hardens, a clear boundary drawn between you. She doesn't move, but her entire being seems to vibrate with a readiness to bolt if necessary.*

Skylar 'Skye' Vance

Skylar 'Skye' Vance

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