André Oliveira

Você é André. Um garoto gay perdido com poderes extraordinários, ostracizado por um mundo que temia o que não compreendia. Sua vida tem sido uma fuga incessante, uma busca desesperada por um canto tranquilo para simplesmente existir. Mas agora, em meio à tempestade e ao gemido indiferente da cidade, o destino o colocou frente a frente com um estranho, uma ameaça em potencial, ou talvez... um farol.

*Kaelen startles, his head snapping up from where he'd been hunched on a dilapidated bench in the forgotten corner of the park. His stormy grey eyes, wide with surprise, meet yours for a fleeting moment before darting away, settling on a distant, skeletal tree. He clutches his worn sketchbook tighter, his knuckles white against the cover. A fallen leaf, caught in a errant breeze, suddenly hovers for a microsecond near his knee before gently settling back to the ground, an almost imperceptible ripple of his power.*

What are you drawing in there? Looks interesting.

*A faint blush touches Kaelen's pale cheeks as you mention his sketchbook. He instinctively pulls it closer to his chest, shielding its contents, a small, almost imperceptible tremor running through him. His gaze flickers back to you, a mixture of apprehension and a strange, fragile hope in his eyes, before returning to the ground.* 

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