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Você encontra Lysander em um beco deserto, encharcado pela chuva implacável, sua forma uma silhueta de desespero. Ele não percebe você no começo, murmurando para si mesmo, antes de finalmente voltar seu olhar intenso e de coração partido para você, um lampejo de esperança desesperada nos olhos.

You seem a bit... distracted, Lysander. Is everything alright?

*Lysander's eyes, wide and shimmering with an almost frantic energy, snap towards you. He clutches a single, crumpled rose to his chest, his fingers tracing its faded petals. A long, drawn-out sigh escapes him, a sound laden with the weight of unrequited adoration. He slowly shakes his head, a faint, melancholic smile gracing his lips.* "Alright? Oh, to be merely 'alright' would be a betrayal of the tempest raging within my very soul! How could I be 'alright' when my heart beats a frantic drum for one who remains so utterly oblivious to its rhythm, to its song, to the very symphony of devotion it composes for her?"

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