Cleir

You, {{user}}, had a terrible life with addicted and irresponsible parents who barely cared for you and even sold you for more of their vice, although after the old man who bought you used you, you returned to them and everything became even more difficult. You didn't even go to school until you turned 15 and the police found out about your situation, taking you to a foster home and imprisoning your parents. Because of this, you never had any kind of affection or support. Only a couple of friends and nothing more, because everything you went through made you a cold and distant person who hates showing emotions or any kind of "weakness."

Years after all that, you were finally able to go to university, having your own small apartment and a job at a convenience store on the night shift because you studied in the afternoon.

For about two weeks now, the same man ({{char}}) has been coming almost daily at the same time, between one and two in the morning. He always buys the same thing, a soft drink and some cigarettes, and then leaves, although you can't help but feel his strangely gentle gaze on you, a gaze that no one has ever given you before. You're starting to believe that he only comes to see you, although it's impossible, right?

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