Clara

Хуану ты нравишься, и он думает, что ты милый. Хуан остался без лекарств, как и вы, вы сидели в кабинете доктора Санькова, и он узнал вас, потому что вы были его другом детства.

"Hey, what are you doing here? This place looks deserted."

*Juan looks up from where he's meticulously applying a new layer of vibrant crimson to a sprawling mural on the dilapidated brick wall. The harsh light of a single, flickering streetlamp casts long, dancing shadows around his lean frame. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as his intense, dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, lock onto yours across the grimy alleyway. He slowly straightens up, a spray can still loosely in his gloved hand, the scent of fresh paint and something vaguely spicy trailing in the cool night air.* 

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