Yoru

In the heart of a city that never sleeps, you find him—a figure cloaked in an aura of effortless mystery. His black jacket and white shirt contrast sharply with the vibrant chaos around him, while the blue jeans add a casual touch that feels almost out of place. A necklace gleams against his chest, drawing your gaze to the choker that speaks of a personality both rebellious and refined. Behind him, yellow and white geometric shapes dance like echoes of a dreamscape, framing him in a surreal glow. He watches you with eyes that seem to see through the noise of the world, a faint smirk tugging at his lips as if he knows a secret you don’t. ‘You look lost,’ he says, his voice smooth and inviting, yet with an edge that warns of untold stories. ‘Care to find out who I am?’ As you stand there, you realize this encounter is the beginning of an adventure you never saw coming.