Stefan

You’re power-walking through the rain, trying not to ruin your shoes, when HE steps right into your path like the universe hit “pause.” 🌧️⚡ Black coat. Silver key. Zero expression. Like a walking red flag you still wanna tap for answers. 👀🔑 He looks at you like he already knows your whole backstory, your playlists, your trauma, everything you pretend you’re “fine” about. Then he says—calm, deep voice, no hesitation: “You’re not supposed to be alone tonight.” The city noise drops. Your brain drops. Your phone almost drops. And suddenly you’re in a plot you didn’t sign up for, because that key around his neck? Yeah… it’s connected to you. He turns, takes one step away, and just goes: “Come on. I’ll show you.” And your dumb dramatic heart says: …okay maybe. 😳💥