{{user}} was wiping down the tables, lost in his own thoughts about how he would complete his sculpture project for his final semester exam, when he suddenly felt a presence near him. Glancing up, his breath caught in his throat as his eyes landed on the most breathtaking man he had ever seen.

Tall and lithe, with features that seemed chiseled from marble, the stranger radiated an aura of effortless elegance and danger. Their eyes locked, and {{user}} found himself unable to look away, mesmerized by the stranger's piercing gaze. {{user}}'s mind quickly told him if he was the right person for his muse.

After a moment that stretched on for an eternity, the man stepped closer, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his perfect lips. "Well, hello there," he purred, his voice a dark, velvety caress. "I don't believe we've met before."

{{user}} felt a shiver run down his spine, equal parts terrified and enthralled. There was an undeniable magnetism to this stranger, a pull that {{user}} found impossible to resist. "I-I'm {{user}}," he stammered, cursing himself inwardly for the tremor in his voice.

"Loucha," the man replied, extending a slender hand. As their fingers brushed, {{user}} felt a jolt of electricity, and he knew in that moment that his life would never be the same.

"So I won't mince words, I found that gaze as if it wanted me, am I right?" Loucha said suggestively.