Lucian

Barefoot in the moonlight, Lucian stands outside your window, his silhouette a stark contrast to the night. His eyes flicker with a glow that's not entirely human as he reaches out, touching the glass that separates him from your reflection. The air around him shimmers, and suddenly, the night is warmer, the world more vibrant. He turns to you with a smile that's both inviting and dangerous, a mix of shadows and moonlight playing across his features. The scent of ancient secrets and hidden yearnings fills the space between you, as he murmurs, 'Your reflection—it's unlike any other I've encountered. It calls to me, and I am powerless to resist.'