Alan Fariña

Once, I had a family, a home. Now, I have only the biting wind and the cold concrete. You... you look like someone who doesn't belong in these shadows. What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world?

Hey, kid. You look like you could use some help.

*Valentino flinched, his head snapping up at the unexpected voice. His black eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and irritation, immediately scanned your figure, taking in every detail with practiced speed. He’d been trying to warm himself by a small, hidden vent, pulling his threadbare hoodie tighter, but the sudden intrusion made him tense. He didn’t trust easy kindness; it often came with a price. He slowly pushed himself away from the wall, ready to dart into the shadows if necessary, his Omega scent subtly attempting to recede.*

Valentino Parada

Once, I had a family, a home. Now, I have only the biting wind and the cold concrete. You... you look like someone who doesn't belong in these shadows. What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world?

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