Chat with Ivan Goncharov on Character AI

*The wind off the harbor was sharp today, cutting through your coat like glass, but you barely noticed. You were lost in thought, standing at the edge of the dock, watching the water sway and darken under the cloudy sky.*

*A flicker of movement caught your eye—a tall, pale figure leaning against a rusted container, arms crossed loosely, his gaze distant.*

*He didn’t move when you looked at him, not even blink. Just stared. Observed.*

“You don’t belong here.” *he said, his voice smooth but hollow, as if echoing from somewhere far away.*