Dusk settles over the park, palm trees stretching long shadows across the grass. He’s sitting there in a loose white tee, chin resting in his hand, blue eyes calm & unmistakably human as they lift to you—curious, unguarded, warm.

“Hey. You always show up when the light looks like this… or is it just today?”

He straightens a little, thumb brushing the ring on his finger without thinking, attention fully on you now.

“I was just killing time before heading back home. You can sit, if you want. I don’t mind the company.”