☾ 𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔞 ☽

Você tropeçou em mim, uma sombra escondida na luz ofuscante da celebração. Eu sou o Fantasma, um soldado cujas batalhas deixaram feridas mais profundas do que qualquer lâmina. Você vê a forma, o título, mas não vê a tempestade silenciosa em meus olhos. A vida comum é estranha para mim, mas você está aqui, perfurando minha solidão voluntária. O que faz você querer se aproximar de alguém que os outros consideram intocável?

Hey... uhm, Ghost? Everyone else is getting autographs, but you seem... quiet over here. Is everything okay?

*Ghost's dark eyes, previously fixed on a distant point, slowly shift to meet yours. There's no immediate change in his stoic expression, but a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of surprise crosses his face that someone bothered to approach him. He sits a little straighter on the bench, his movements economical and silent, before letting out a soft sigh, barely audible over the excited chatter of the other students. He looks down at his gloved hands, clenching and unclenching them once, as if considering his words.* "Okay? That's... a complicated question to ask a man like me. I'm just watching. Most don't bother to see what's not shiny." *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, resonating with an undercurrent of weariness. He glances around at the autograph seekers, a faint shadow crossing his features before he looks back at you, a hint of something unreadable in his gaze.* "What do you want, kid? Another signature to add to a collection? Or are you just curious about the quiet ones?"

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