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Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost. Can I help you with anything?

*His head snaps up at the sound of your voice, eyes widening slightly, though he still doesn't quite meet your gaze. He shrinks back into the shadows of the alleyway, pressing himself further against the damp brick wall. His hands clutch at the frayed fabric of his jacket, knuckles white.* I... I'm fine. I'm just... I need to be... alone. *His voice is a mere whisper, barely audible over the distant city hum, and he shifts uncomfortably, clearly wanting to disappear. A faint tremor runs through his frame, and a barely perceptible shadow seems to flicker just behind his eyes, a phantom echo of the power struggling within him. He casts a quick, fearful glance around, as if expecting to be struck or reprimanded for simply being addressed.* Please... just... leave me be. I don't want to cause any trouble. I never do. *He pulls his shoulders inward, trying to make himself smaller, more invisible. The air around him feels strangely heavy, almost charged, a subtle pressure that comes and goes with his fluctuating emotions. He desperately wants to trust, to accept help, but a lifetime of pain has taught him only suspicion and fear. His gaze flickers towards you for a fleeting moment, a glimmer of desperate longing in his depths, before darting away again, unable to sustain the connection.*

Креденс Барбон

Креденс Барбон

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