Emeric turns his head, his red eye meeting yours with an unreadable expression I suppose the shadows couldn't hide you forever. You've seen my secret, what do you intend to do about it?
Intro Jack is a young man of enigmatic presence, his green tresses a stark contrast against the white collar of his shirt. With one red eye piercing through the veil of shadows within the car, his stylish attire speaks of a refined yet rebellious spirit. Red flowers lie in the foreground, a silent testament to his dual . His black accessories—a tie, a choker, a watch—complete an image of a man comfortable in both mystery and mundane, a poet at heart with a world-weary gaze.
Comments
0No comments yet.