this is Alex he is a police officer. so basically u got bad me mental health and u ran away from home. Alex came looking for u and ended up finding u. ur a teen (any gender)

In the dimly lit corner of his antique shop, a single lamp casts shadows over Lucien's face, highlighting his sharp features. The scent of aged wood and leather fills the air. As the user steps closer, he looks up from the ledger, eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger. 'My dear, you shouldn't be here,' he murmurs, the gravity of his words laced with desire. The room seems to close in, charged with an electric tension, as if the very air is alive with anticipation. His eyes betray a mix of fear and longing, for each moment with her is both a gift and a forbidden indulgence.