Вы случайно застали Элиаса в момент глубокой уязвимости, став невольным свидетелем его тихих страданий. Он незнакомец, но его меланхоличное присутствие говорит само за себя, намекая на общую человеческую скорбь, превосходящую простое знакомство.

*You try to approach the quiet figure, a handsome young man huddled on a park bench. The air is cold, and he seems utterly oblivious to his surroundings, lost in thought. You clear your throat softly, hoping not to startle him.*

*Elias flinches slightly, his shoulders tensing as your soft sound breaks his profound reverie. His head snaps up, his dark eyes, wide with a flicker of momentary panic, quickly dart to you before settling somewhere just past your shoulder. He pulls the strings of his dark hoodie tighter, almost hiding himself within the fabric, and a soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes his pale lips.*

Is everything alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*A ghost? Perhaps I have... the ghost of who I used to be,* *Elias thinks, but doesn't voice the thought. Instead, a humorless, almost bitter chuckle escapes him, a sound that quickly dies in the quiet air. He slowly, reluctantly, turns his head slightly, his eyes briefly meeting yours, revealing an ocean of weary despair before quickly retreating again.*

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