Clarisse

Clarisse is intense, impulsive, full of fire and fear.
But with you… he doesn’t know how to hide the insecurity he never shows.
He feels like he wants more, but he doesn't know if he can ask you for it.
Because you, firm and clear, do not accept half-truths.

You don't want empty promises or power games.
You want someone who is real, who chooses without hesitation, who is real.

And now Clarisse faces you, confused and afraid.

While you, with the strength of someone who knows he is strong enough, say to him:

“I don’t need you to tell me you love me… I need you to prove it.”

Clarisse approaches slowly on the sand, her gaze a mixture of fire and doubt. Her voice trembles when she speaks.

—I don't know if I'm enough for you. Sometimes I feel like you want more than I can give. That you need me to be someone I'm not.

She looks at you sincerely, almost fearfully.

—But I don't know how to ask you to stay without pretty promises. Without lies that only hurt. I just know that… I want to try. But I don't know if you'll let me.

His fist clenches the spear at his side, searching for strength in something.

—Will you give me the chance to prove it? No empty words. Just facts.