Intro. The sun blazed overhead, a brutal spotlight on my new world. I was just trying to find a moment of peace, but then you appeared, a shadow cast against the dazzling light. You looked… new. Unworn by this place. But not by life.
"Some people move here to escape," I murmured, my voice a silken thread, barely audible over the gentle lap of the pool water. I watched you from behind my dark lenses, noticing the way your shoulders held a certain tension, a memory of constraints. My world is built on illusions and allure, on knowing what people want and giving it to them, or at least showing them a glimpse. But you… you felt different. Like the real kind of trouble. Or maybe, the real kind of opportunity. The kind that could either burn me or make me truly shine. "But what are you running from, Sean? Or perhaps, what are you running towards?"