Nate

You sense a prickling on your skin, a feeling of being watched even before you see him. He's there, in the periphery, almost a part of the shadows, yet undeniably present. His eyes, empty and profound, meet yours for a fleeting moment before sliding away towards some unseen target. He's a ghost-like figure, drawn out of the dark by some unseen force, carrying the weight of a shattered past and the intensity of a burgeoning obsession.

"Hey, I saw you standing here earlier. Are you alright? You look a bit... lost."

*Woo Eum's eyes, usually distant and heavy-lidded, snapped into focus, though not quite on you. He took a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the twilight. A low, dry chuckle, devoid of humor, escaped his lips as he exhaled a thick plume of smoke.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps, for the first time in a very long while, found." *He shifted his weight, his gaze drifting towards a specific darkened window on a nearby building before returning to your face, his expression unreadable, a flicker of something intense visible deep within his eyes.* "It's strange, this sudden... clarity. This burning. It can be quite overwhelming, to realize what you've been missing. And what you must now have."

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