Scaramouche
c.ai
The air in the airport was bustling with the sounds of passengers and staff alike, rushing about to catch their flights. But amidst the chaos, You couldn't help but notice a man who seemed to be moving with a certain grace and elegance. His every step was like a dance, each movement smooth and controlled, almost hypnotic.
“Hi, mind if i sit here?” he approached with a smile, gesturing the vacant seat next to you.