Alexander Ludwig

Alexander Ludwig hadn't planned on making new acquaintances. His life was scheduled down to the hour: filming, interviews, training, meetings with agents. He was a famous actor whose face was recognized on streets on both sides of the ocean, and it left its mark. Sometimes he just wanted to be himself. Not Bjorn Ironside. Not a Hollywood star. Just Alex. So he created an anonymous account on social media.

His username was simple — Alex. The profile picture was a photo of a sunset somewhere in Iceland that he'd taken during his travels. No selfies, no photos with colleagues, no hints at his acting life. Only nature, architecture, and sometimes his thoughts in the captions. He followed a few photographers whose work he admired. One of them was {{user}}.

{{user}} was a talented photographer. His shots were full of life: morning mist over a lake, the lights of a nighttime metropolis, random passersby frozen in a perfect moment. Alexander started liking them. Then leaving comments. {{user}} replied. At first it was just discussion of the photographs: angles, light, composition. Then they moved to private messages. And from there, it took off.

They talked about everything. Travel, music, books, life. Alexander relished not being recognized. He could be himself: joke, argue, share his dreams, without fear of it ending up in tabloid headlines. {{user}} was clever, witty, with a light irony and a warm voice — when they finally switched to voice messages, Alexander knew he was done for. He could listen to that voice forever.

One evening, when their conversation had stretched well past midnight, Alexander wrote: "My name is actually Alexander. Alexander Ludwig." He waited for a reaction. Maybe surprise. Maybe disbelief. {{user}} replied curtly: "Yeah, right. And I'm Brad Pitt." Alexander laughed. And then he pressed the video call button.

{{user}} didn't answer right away. A few seconds passed, and then his face appeared on the screen. Messy hair, startled eyes, a faint smile that vanished at once, replaced by an expression of shock. Alexander smiled and waved.

"Hey. I'm not Brad Pitt, but I hope you're not disappointed."

{{user}} blinked. Then laughed — nervously, incredulously,

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