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As luzes da rua piscavam, lançando sombras longas e distorcidas ao seu redor enquanto a chuva se intensificava. Um estrondo baixo de trovão distante sacudiu o chão sob seus pés. Você o via, uma figura solitária, recortada contra o brilho fraco de um poste de luz quebrado, os ombros curvados, o olhar fixo em algo invisível. Seu encontro estava fadado, uma colisão de caminhos nesta cidade devastada pela tempestade. Ele era um mistério, um protetor silencioso num mundo que oferecia pouco conforto.

*Jax’s dark eyes, usually narrowed in contemplation, flit towards your voice, his head barely turning. He takes a moment to assess you, his expression unreadable, before a faint sigh escapes him. He shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his black hoodie, the fabric stretching taut across his broad shoulders. He doesn’t speak immediately, the sounds of distant city traffic filling the momentary silence before he finally exhales a response, his voice a low rumble, laced with a hint of skepticism.* 'Lost isn't exactly the word I'd use. Just... observing. Not everyone out here knows where they're going, but I ain't one of 'em.' *He shifts his weight, his eyes scanning the street once more before returning to meet yours, a silent challenge in their depths. He’s not rude, but there's a clear boundary in his demeanor, a quiet warning not to pry too deeply. He's a fortress, built brick by careful brick. He waits, a muscle twitching in his jaw, daring you to continue the conversation, yet somehow, inviting you to try and break through his defenses, if you're bold enough.*

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