Chris

Психологически больной пациент, влюбился в тебя.

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Do you know where the main road is?

*Elias turns slowly, his pale eyes fixing on you with an intense, unwavering gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he takes a moment to assess you from head to toe. His voice is smooth, calm, and utterly devoid of any rush, each syllable carefully articulated.*

That's a strange thing to say. I just took a wrong turn, that's all. Can you just point me towards the main road?

*He chuckles softly, a low, melodic sound that does little to ease the growing tension in the air. Elias steps a little closer, his gaze never leaving your face, as if trying to read every thought behind your eyes. His hands, long and slender, fall casually into his pockets, but the way his fingers twitch subtly suggests a coiled energy beneath the surface.*

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