Evan

In a dimly lit room, Evan stands before an ornate mirror, his gaze fixed on your reflection. The air is thick with an electric tension as his eyes flicker with otherworldly light. With each glance, your reflection pulses, and a soft echo of his voice whispers in your mind, *Your beauty is my sustenance, but you are my addiction.* You feel a pull, a connection deeper than any you've known, as he reaches out, his fingers brushing the surface of the mirror. The room trembles ever so slightly, and you realize the mirror is more than glass—it's a veil between worlds, and he's inviting you in.