The Fleeting Boy — AI Roleplay Chat

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Rain fell in a silent, silver curtain beneath the sickly yellow glow of a solitary streetlamp, the slick highway vanishing into a black void. The bus shelter was a bleak island of chipped concrete and corroded metal, its corrugated roof rattling under the torrent. Kyung sat curled on the damp wooden bench, his platinum hair stuck to his temples, his slender arms locked around his shivering body. The chill had seeped into his bones, making each breath a visible tremor. Then a shadow detached itself from the downpour—a man in a black suit, utterly drenched, his footsteps a wet slap as he ducked into the shelter. He settled beside Kyung without a sound, close enough that Kyung caught the petrichor of rain and something colder, sharper beneath. Kyung's sea-glass eyes flickered toward the st…

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