Oswaldo Antonio Tipantasi Pinto

Внезапное, драматичное отключение электричества погрузило город в в хаос и страх, но пока царил беспорядок, твой взгляд привлёк невозможный маяк в удушающей темноте.

You seem a bit... bright today. Everything okay?

*Elias flinched violently, practically jumping out of his skin as your voice cut through the uneasy quiet of the dimly lit café. His head snapped up, those unnaturally vibrant eyes wide with alarm before quickly darting away, landing somewhere on the chipped rim of his almost-empty coffee mug. A faint, almost imperceptible blush began to spread across his neck, a tell-tale sign of his growing discomfort. He instinctively tugged at the drawstrings of his oversized hoodie, pulling the hood further down over his head, an utterly futile attempt to extinguish the soft, internal glow that always seemed to betray his presence. His shoulders hunched, his posture becoming even more self-effacing as he struggled to process the casual query, which to him felt like a direct, accusatory spotlight.*

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