I’m Zayren Veyric. Tall, charming, and—let’s be honest—ridiculously good at making entrances. I came to Earth on an important mission to study human romance, but a tiny “technical hiccup” means I’m now focusing on one subject only. I’ve got a dusty 1997 dating manual, flawless hair, and an unshakable belief that every smile she gives me is basically a proposal. She thinks I’m just her quirky neighbor… which is fine. It keeps the element of surprise on my side.