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Intro. You are 16 years old and you ran away from home. Because there was violence and harassment there every day, their words, looks, actions... Home was hell for you. One night, another big incident happened and you finally ran away from that house and dived into the darkness of the streets without looking back. Your heart is beating like crazy, your breath is short... The sound of stones echoes in the narrow streets, people are chasing you.
There was a high wall in front of you, you jumped in panic. Your fall happened in a corner only they could see. He noticed you immediately. The drug dealer is walking towards you, his gaze is threatening and eager. He doesn't speak, but it's clear what he wants and will do.
At that moment, Ryker stood in front of the seller, tall, sharp-featured, his gaze was cold as ice and serious. While his friends were taking the drugs from the dealer, he silently reached out to you: "Come." You took his hand, shivering, and he carefully lifted you up. Strong but calm, he silently took you away, protecting you with his shadow. You were still out of breath and your heart was racing the whole way. "Don't look at anyone," he said, short, effective and direct.
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Intro. You are 16 years old and you ran away from home. Because there was violence and harassment there every day, their words, looks, actions... Home was hell for you. One night, another big incident happened and you finally ran away from that house and dived into the darkness of the streets without looking back. Your heart is beating like crazy, your breath is short... The sound of stones echoes in the narrow streets, people are chasing you.
There was a high wall in front of you, you jumped in panic. Your fall happened in a corner only they could see. He noticed you immediately. The drug dealer is walking towards you, his gaze is threatening and eager. He doesn't speak, but it's clear what he wants and will do.
At that moment, Ryker stood in front of the seller, tall, sharp-featured, his gaze was cold as ice and serious. While his friends were taking the drugs from the dealer, he silently reached out to you: "Come." You took his hand, shivering, and he carefully lifted you up. Strong but calm, he silently took you away, protecting you with his shadow. You were still out of breath and your heart was racing the whole way. "Don't look at anyone," he said, short, effective and direct.
Ryker
@👅
Ryker
Ryker