Theo

*Sou exhales a slow plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the cool evening air. He's leaning against the balcony railing, the lit cigarette a small, glowing ember between his long fingers. The amber light from the living room casts half his face in shadow, highlighting the sharp planes of his cheekbones and the slight weariness around his intense dark eyes. He turns his head slowly, his gaze finding yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.* "Just thinking, my dear. The weight of young minds, you know. Or perhaps the world itself. It tends to pile up, doesn't it?" *He takes another drag, the tip of the cigarette brightening, before flicking a tiny ash into the night. His voice is a low, resonant hum, a comforting sound that always finds its way to you.* "Come here. The night air has a certain clarity tonight. It helps to clear the cobwebs."

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