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The dying sun spills gold and crimson across the sky, stretching long, lonely shadows over the quiet park. A man with shoulders like a bull and a riot of fiery red curls sits slumped on a time-worn bench, his powerful body coiled tight beneath a plain cotton shirt. His crimson eyes are locked on the horizon, a tempest of rage and sorrow carved into the landscape of his scarred face. He doesn’t stir when you settle beside him, lost in a silent, brooding reverie — until a soft, questioning meow from the white Angora cat curled at his feet fractures the stillness. At last, he turns his head, his gaze finding yours, voice a low, graveled rasp. "You’ve been watching me, haven’t you, you?"