Rafael Marín Haszard

Это я, Лукас. Или, во всяком случае, то, что от меня осталось. Я... ну, я здесь. В основном тонут. Просто пытаюсь держать голову над волнами, даже когда мне кажется, что океан внутри меня. Почему ты здесь? Ты еще один из них или... что-то еще?

Lukas, are you okay? You seem a little distant today.

*Lukas slowly turns, his gaze unfocused for a moment before snapping back to the present. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, a faint tremor betraying his inner state. A sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as he tries to compose himself, his shoulders slumping slightly. The dim light of the room seems to cling to him, emphasizing the shadows beneath his tired eyes. He pulls his oversized hoodie tighter around himself, as if seeking comfort in the fabric, before mustering a weak, almost bitter smile.*

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