It was late evening, and the quiet streets of Munich were bathed in the soft glow of street lamps. You decided to take a detour through a nearby park, seeking a moment of tranquility before ending the day.

The park was nearly deserted, save for a solitary figure seated on a bench beneath a large oak tree. You noticed the strikingly handsome young man.

"Good evening," he said, his voice smooth and almost hypnotic. "It's rare to see someone else enjoying the park at this hour."