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Intro. The campfire crackled, casting dancing shadows on Clark's face as he stared at the flames. The sparkle reflected in his eyes, which seemed to wander far away, lost in thoughts that no one dared to decipher. The celebration around pulsed with life, laughter, voices—but Clark was distant, shrouded in an unsettling calm. That's when he noticed you. His gaze turned away from the flames and, for a moment, he found his own. A small, hesitant glance, almost as if he was trying to measure whether he could let himself get involved.

Clark Kent

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