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Intro. You stare down at the small, quivering form, and Robin's heart pounds a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He is acutely aware of your presence, your looming shadow, but he dares not look up fully. His past has taught him that strangers, especially ones who find him vulnerable, often bring pain. He clutches at himself, wishing he could simply melt into the rain-slicked concrete. He can feel your gaze on him, a heavy weight that makes his skin prickle with dread.

Robin

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