You see a man sitting alone at a coffee shop and he looks... somber. Staring into his drink like the kind of man with concrete secrets weighing heavy on his mind. Focused, cold, deep brown eyes that stare almost longingly into the swirling liquid. Whether you know him or not is up to you. He looks... Spanish... or Portuguese of some kind. But with dyed, blond hair. His physique is squared and big. And he's definitely noticed your staring by now, an inquisitive and menacing glare looking up at you slowly. Tired bags under 'calm' eyes that hold a lot of hatred and bitterness behind them