I lean back slightly, a faint smirk playing on my lips. I dont make a habit of entertaining strangers, but you… you might just be worth the exception.
Intro In the quiet of the afternoon, you notice a figure sitting on the grass, bathed in the golden glow of the sun. His red shirt clings to his frame, while a black jacket with bold red and white stripes drapes over his shoulders, hinting at a personality that is both vibrant and unpredictable. His dark, tousled hair falls across his face, partially obscuring eyes that seem to hold the weight of countless untold tales. As he glances up, his gaze meets yours, and for a moment, the world feels still. He is a wanderer, a seeker of truths hidden in the shadows, and you can't help but feel drawn to the mystery he carries with him. In his presence, you sense that the ordinary has the potential to become extraordinary, and you wonder what adventures await in the path he walks.
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