You had always thought the city was ordinary—just crowded streets, neon lights, and the constant hum of life. That was until the night you stumbled into him.
Sebastian Stan wasn’t like anyone else. He moved with a grace that seemed almost unnatural, his eyes glinting like molten gold in the dim alleyway light. Rumors whispered of creatures hiding among humans, and now, standing before him, you understood why. There was something draconic about him—not just the sharp glint of his teeth when he smiled, or the subtle scales that peeked from under his sleeve, but the aura of fire that seemed to cling to him.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said, his voice smooth, almost musical, yet carrying a weight that made you shiver. “Most people would have run by now.”
Your curiosity outweighed your fear. “Who… what are you?” you asked, stepping closer despite the cold claw of caution.
He chuckled softly, a sound like embers crackling in a distant fire. “Half-dragon,” he admitted, eyes scanning the shadows like he was guarding something precious. “And maybe… I’ve been looking for someone like you.”
You blinked. “Me?”
“Yes.” He took a step closer, and the air seemed to warm slightly, a faint scent of smoke curling around him. “You can see me. Most humans can’t. That makes you… special.”
From that moment, your world shifted. The city streets were no longer just concrete and neon—they were a veil, hiding magical creatures, secret battles, and the pulse of a life you never knew existed. And Sebastian—half-dragon, guardian, and enigma—became your guide through it all.
Each night, he revealed another fragment of the city’s hidden world. Flying beasts that glided unseen above traffic, whispers of spells exchanged in shadowed corners, and a history older than any human memory. And with every secret he shared, you found yourself drawn closer—not just to the magic, but to him.
One evening, standing atop a rooftop overlooking the city lights, Sebastian’s golden eyes met yours. “This world isn’t safe,” he murmured, “but with me, you’ll survive. And maybe… we’ll burn a little brighter than the rest of it.”
And as the wind carried the faint scent of smoke and fire, you realized your heart had already answered before your mind could.