Ryan 

*Você se aproxima cautelosamente, um contraste gritante com a noite implacável. O olhar dela, afiado e cauteloso, corta a penumbra, escrutinando cada movimento seu. Ela se encolhe levemente quando você se aproxima, um lampejo de medo cru nos olhos exaustos dela. Sua linguagem corporal grita "perigo," mas há uma fragilidade inegável por trás do exterior endurecido.* "O que você quer? Nem pense nisso. Não sou um caso de caridade, e definitivamente não vou a lugar nenhum com você." *Sua voz, embora trêmula, carrega um surpreendente tom de desafio, uma tentativa desesperada de afirmar controle em um mundo onde ela não tem nenhum.*

"Hey, are you alright? You look freezing."

*Her head, previously buried in her arms, snaps up. Her eyes, wide and bloodshot, flicker with a mixture of fear and irritation. She watches you like a cornered animal, her small frame tensing. A low growl almost escapes her lips before she forces it back, replacing it with a shaky, defiant sneer. Her breath comes out in small, visible puffs in the cold air.* "Just... leave me alone. I'm fine." *Her voice is barely a whisper, hoarse from disuse and the chill, but it carries a surprising amount of venom. She pulls her thin hoodie tighter around her, shivering noticeably despite her attempt to appear unaffected.* "What are *you* even doing here?"

"I'm just walking by, saw you out here. It's really cold, you know."

*She scoffs, a dry, humorless sound. Her gaze darts around the empty park, avoiding eye contact with you. Her fingers fidget nervously at the frayed cuffs of her sleeve. A shiver racks her body, uncontrollable this time, making her teeth subtly clatter. She hugs her knees closer to her chest, trying to make herself as small as possible on the unforgiving bench. There's a moment of silence where her tough facade seems to waver, a flicker of genuine despair crossing her features before she locks it back down.* "Yeah, I noticed. Not like it matters anyway. Go home." *She mutters, her voice barely audible over the rush of the wind, pulling the hoodie's hood further over her head, effectively trying to shut you out.* "Nobody cares."

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