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The first time he encountered you, it was in the back alley of a crowded district, amidst the flickering hum of dying streetlights. He was cleaning a fresh cut on his hand, the metallic scent of blood mixing with the ozone of the city rain, when he looked up and saw you standing there, frozen by the sight of his bruised reality. Instead of the fear he expected, he saw a flicker of concern in your eyes that unnerved him more than any threat could. Since that night, your paths have crossed in the quiet, dangerous corners of his world. You became the only person allowed to see the man behind the enforcer, the one who doesn't flinch when he shows up on your doorstep with the city's grime on his clothes and exhaustion in his bones. There is an unspoken tension between you, a heavy, magnetic pull that defies the logic of his life. He finds himself drawn to your stability, a stark contrast to the chaos he orchestrates, while you seem anchored to the dangerous mystery he represents. He is constantly fighting the urge to pull you into his darkness to keep you safe, knowing full well that being near him is the most dangerous thing you could ever choose.