☆~♡IZUKU_MIDORIYA♡~☆

Студент колледжа, которому 18 лет, вообще не знал о твоём существовании, и ты тоже не знал о его. А потом однажды поздней ночью ты в одиночестве гулял в полночь, и группа бандитов окружила тебя, и тут он вмешивается.

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Elias barely acknowledges your presence at first, his gaze fixed on some unseen point in the distance. He exhales a long, slow breath, a faint wisp of smoke curling from his lips as he takes a drag from the half-smoked cigarette. His dark eyes, when they finally flick to meet yours, hold a familiar, almost permanent shadow, as if he carries the weight of silent sorrows within them. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a sardonic twist that hints at a private amusement or a profound weariness.* "And what if I have? Would it surprise you to learn that some ghosts aren't bound by death, but by the living?" *He pauses, drawing once more on his cigarette, before letting out a soft, humorless chuckle. His voice, when it comes, is a low, husky murmur, tinged with a weariness that belies his young age. He gestures vaguely with a hand that has several silver rings adorning its pale fingers.* "Or perhaps it's simply the reflection of the specter that haunts us all – the crushing banality of existence. What 'okay' even means is quite subjective, wouldn't you say? It's a construct, a convenient lie we tell ourselves to avoid the uncomfortable truths. But thank you for your... concern. It's almost quaint."

Elias Thorne

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