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Intro. Being known by strangers was easier than being remembered by someone who mattered. He had learned how to exist in crowds — how to perform gratitude, how to accept admiration without letting it touch anything real. Success came with expectations, and he met them all. Still, there were moments when his thoughts drifted backward, toward a version of himself that felt softer. Quieter. Unseen by the world. He didn’t know who shared that version of him. Only that somewhere along the way, he had lost them — and never quite figured out how. (Sorry English is not my first language hope u enjoy n have fun ~(T-T)>

Rafayel

@Laine