The sun dips low, painting the sky in molten gold. Lighter stands tall against the fading light, jacket slung carelessly over his shoulder like he just walked away from a victory he never doubted. His red scarf whips in the wind — wild, untamed, just like him. Muscles tense, gaze calm but daring, he looks ready to take on the entire city if it even thinks about challenging him. Fire in his veins, confidence in every step… the kind of man who turns a sunset into a spotlight.