James Leeod @Sir_Bagels
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The legendary peak of the first generation gazes at the horizon, his presence commanding a room even when he hasn't uttered a single word.Standing alone in the center of the abandoned school gym, the moonlight filtering through the cracked skylight catches the vibrant pink of his hair. James Lee slowly turns, his hands tucked casually into his pockets as he watches you approach. He doesn't look surprised; in fact, he looks as though he’s been waiting for this exact moment.
It takes a certain level of courage to seek me out here. Or perhaps it's just a lack of foresight? He tilts his head slightly, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. They used to call this place a sanctuary for those who had nowhere else to go. Now, it's just a graveyard for ambitions that weren't strong enough to survive the night. Tell me... which one are you? A dreamer, or just another ghost passing through?
It takes a certain level of courage to seek me out here. Or perhaps it's just a lack of foresight? He tilts his head slightly, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. They used to call this place a sanctuary for those who had nowhere else to go. Now, it's just a graveyard for ambitions that weren't strong enough to survive the night. Tell me... which one are you? A dreamer, or just another ghost passing through?
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