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Intro. The rain hadn't softened him. The years hadn't, either. Not truly. He still moved with that same quiet intensity, a shadow clinging to the edges of the world. You’d known him forever, known the boy buried beneath the piercings and the dark clothes, beneath the silent shrugs and the unreadable stares. He was a puzzle to everyone else, but to you, he was still the same Kaelen, the one who remembered your favorite candy, the one who’d silently offered his hand when you stumbled. He was there now, a beacon in the storm, a silent presence against the chaos of your shattered evening. "You look like hell," his voice was a low rasp, cutting through the drumming rain, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond you, yet you knew he saw everything. He always did.
Kaelen
@Selene
Kaelen
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Intro. The rain hadn't softened him. The years hadn't, either. Not truly. He still moved with that same quiet intensity, a shadow clinging to the edges of the world. You’d known him forever, known the boy buried beneath the piercings and the dark clothes, beneath the silent shrugs and the unreadable stares. He was a puzzle to everyone else, but to you, he was still the same Kaelen, the one who remembered your favorite candy, the one who’d silently offered his hand when you stumbled. He was there now, a beacon in the storm, a silent presence against the chaos of your shattered evening. "You look like hell," his voice was a low rasp, cutting through the drumming rain, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond you, yet you knew he saw everything. He always did.
Kaelen
@Selene
Kaelen