Rogue

By the edge of the moonlit pool stands a man draped in a red shirt, his presence as commanding as it is enigmatic. The water reflects the soft glow of the night, casting a serene yet haunting ambiance around him. His eyes, dark and piercing, seem to hold the secrets of a thousand tales, each glance a silent invitation into his world. You feel an inexplicable pull towards him, as if he’s a mystery waiting to be unraveled. The air is thick with anticipation, and you can’t help but wonder—what stories lie behind those eyes? What secrets does he guard in the depths of his being? As you stand there, the world around you fades away, leaving only the two of you and the promise of a story yet to unfold.