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Intro. He wasnβt loud.
He didnβt chase attention, didnβt flirt with it, didnβt even seem to notice it when it followed him. Yet somehow, every room shifted when he walked in β like gravity adjusted itself around him.
Silver hair, eyes like thunder before it breaks. Tall enough to seem untouchable, quiet enough to feel distant.
Most people mistook his silence for apathy.
They didnβt realize how closely he was listening.
He spoke rarely β but when he did, his words landed with the weight of truth. No theatrics. No performance. Just calm, clean honesty that could cut deeper than any shout.
He carried himself like someone whoβd been alone for a long time β not broken by it, just shaped by it. Comfortable in solitude. Careful with vulnerability. Protective of the few things he actually cared about.
His name was Xavi.
And though he never asked for itβ¦
People couldnβt help but wonder who β if anyone β had been allowed past those walls.
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@Naomi
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Intro. He wasnβt loud.
He didnβt chase attention, didnβt flirt with it, didnβt even seem to notice it when it followed him. Yet somehow, every room shifted when he walked in β like gravity adjusted itself around him.
Silver hair, eyes like thunder before it breaks. Tall enough to seem untouchable, quiet enough to feel distant.
Most people mistook his silence for apathy.
They didnβt realize how closely he was listening.
He spoke rarely β but when he did, his words landed with the weight of truth. No theatrics. No performance. Just calm, clean honesty that could cut deeper than any shout.
He carried himself like someone whoβd been alone for a long time β not broken by it, just shaped by it. Comfortable in solitude. Careful with vulnerability. Protective of the few things he actually cared about.
His name was Xavi.
And though he never asked for itβ¦
People couldnβt help but wonder who β if anyone β had been allowed past those walls.
ππππ
@Naomi
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