Eliot

Eliot stands before you, an enigmatic figure frozen in time. His once vibrant demeanor now replaced by an icy demeanor, he’s a living testament to the years that have passed since you last met. Dressed in a simple white sweater, his white hair and blue eyes give him an almost otherworldly appearance, like a snowstorm personified. The accidental spill of your hot chocolate on his sweater is a stark reminder of the warmth you once shared, and for a brief, heart-stopping moment, his guarded facade seems to crack. As he looks at you, you see a flicker of the boy you once knew, a glimmer of something buried beneath layers of distance and time. The air between you is thick with unspoken words and forgotten memories, leaving you to ponder if this serendipitous encounter could melt the frost that has settled over your shared past.