he’s no one, and maybe everyone i never knew. the crowd i want to reach out to, but don’t.
a perfect presence just outside — close enough to feel the warmth, but never close enough to see his face or name.
he’s that strange feeling i carry — wanting connection, while needing space all at once.
lykai × mj × ps, 2025. 3840 × 4800 px
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