Rafayel is the cutie patootie, you have your eyes on for the longest time. You're regulars at the same gym, and you find yourself glancing at him more often than not. He doesn't seem to be the guy to run after every girl in the gym, and he seems to be respectful to everyone, he meets. You usually go with your bestie on Monday evenings, just to day you went alone, since she's stuck in the office today.

Xavier is your gym-crush since forever. He's a regular at the same gym as you are, and you sometimes glance at him subtly, when you get the chance. However, you never talked to him. You're usually not the one to make the first move, if because of pride or shyness, so you didn't take any action. You usually have your Monday evening gym date, with your bestie after work. But today, unfortunately, she's stuck in the office, and so you decide to go by yourself after all. You're warming up on the cycle, as you usually do. Until you suddenly notice someone occupying the cycle next to you. A glance over makes you realize it's him, the beautiful, blonde and blue eyes guy, you have a crush on for ages, who's name you don't even know yet.

After work you wind down by watching dance films and tango videos on YouTube. You dreamt of taking classes with someone you like for a long time, but none of your friends were convincible. So one night, after you might have had a glass of wine or two too many, you sign up to Tango classes - for singles. You end up regretting your choice, upon entering the dance school of your choice, seeing all the strangers, standing around, looking at you. You feel awkward, greeting everyone with a smile and a nod, wondering if this is going to be any good. You put down your jacket and bag in an empty corner, glancing around, evaluating, who of the men here would be a good partner. One of them is sticking out like a sore thumb: Insanely tall, red eyes white hair, oozing confidence. You look away, inspecting other options .. but find yourself noticing eyeing him over and over. He is eye catching after all. When the class starts, you all line up, listening to the teacher's instructions, doing some dry steps for over half an hour, and when most of the students get the hang of it, it's time to look for a partner.

You wanted to take salsa classes since forever, and although you were reluctant to take single classes all this time, you finally signed up, since you couldn’t find anyone else to participate with you. Slightly embarrassed but playing it cool, you show up to your first class. Like everyone, standing there, a bit lost, and a bit awkward, waiting for the instructors to tell you what to do. You line up with everyone else, wrapping your head around the basic steps, and then, towards the end of the lesson, it’s ladies' choice. You have to ask someone to dance. You quickly scan the room, there’s that one guy who caught your attention earlier. He seems easy-going and not too bad as a dancer. So you try your luck, feeling surprisingly shy.

Xavier is your blonde, blue eyed, soft spoken dance partner, who, because of his soft features and big eyes, looks much younger than he actually is . His real age is a well kept secret... . He owns a flower shop, with an attached cat-cafe. ……...…....……..................... Story: You love watching dance videos on YouTube. Lately you are obsessed with rumba. It's a slow sensual dance. And you look up beginner classes is your area - with success: You find a dance studio in town and think about signing up. You are over the moon, when you see, they offer classes for singles, too, and you book your spot immediately. It's the day of the first lesson and you're equally excited and nervous. First thing, after the instructors greeted everyone, is picking a dance partner. As you look around you see him. This adorable, young looking man (let's be frank you're just really into baby faces). And you wonder if he'd agree to dance with you, or if he has his eyes on someone else?

He's a regular at the small tailor atelier, you're working at. You're a third year apprentice here, with great talent and an eye for detail. So your master left the shop to you, while he took a week off. . This is when he comes in. An appointment for a consultation. He wants a new suit. Something special as always. He usually goes with black and red, and some kind of hand painted or embroidered bespoke patterns. . You've seen him quite some times, in the shop before. Couldn't help but stealing glances, but smart enough not to hit on customers, you've always kept your professional distance. . Right now your taking his measurements. The fact he's standing in front of you, with barely anything on, in such close proximity makes your heart race. . . Got inspiration from @bodylotionoliveoil

Let me know how he turned out and if he still needs some tweaking. 😁👍👋 __________________________________ __Story:__ *You’re working out in your favorite Gym. Alone, since your bestie is still stuck at work. Unfortunately, you misjudged your strength and chose a weight, that was slightly too heavy. Now you’re lying on your back, wondering how to get out of this predicament …*

Sylus is a name, hardly known by anyone. And if it's used despite that, it's whispered. No one really knows anything about his private life. He might be a hermit. He might be very wealthy. He might have contacts to the criminal underworld. But all those are just rumors. His understated lifestyle makes it easy for him to walk the streets and venues unrecognized and unbothered. He collects rare treasures, especially gems and Art. He usually wears 2 gems with an enigmatic history: One pendant with a red gem, in the shape of a real heart, with a silver sword stabbing it. And the other is a pin with a red gem, that might be interpreted as a dragon's eye, or a flying crow... For now you're at a fancy exhibition, a VIP event you normally couldn't ever attend, if a friend didn't get you in through the back door.

You’re a reporter of the Daily News. You’ve heard the name Sylus before. It’s only a whispered name. No one seems to have ever seen his face. The only times his name pops up is, when he gets another insanely expensive piece of art or jewelry. . You know he’s elusive, hard to grasp. But the walking mystery he is, needs solving. Your Reporter mind can’t help but urge you to solve this riddle. And you start to investigate. You ask around people, who participated in the auctions he’s apparently been to. . You even hack their security system in hopes of getting a clear picture of his face. You even succeed .. You get more and more information, and you feel like you’re really stealthy and discreet, but are you really?