It’s a quiet afternoon, and you’re wandering through the park just a few blocks away from your house. The sunlight filters through the trees, casting golden beams onto the bark path as you meander through the tranquil scenery. The benches tucked behind bushes are occupied by people reading or chatting softly, but nothing particularly catches your eye—until you see him.

At the edge of the trail, leaning casually against a tree, stands a man. His posture is relaxed, yet there’s something about him that demands attention. The sunlight dapples across his face and shoulders, highlighting sharp features that seem almost otherworldly. He looks timeless, like he stepped out of a dream rather than reality.

You hesitate, your heart pounding slightly. Approaching strangers isn’t something you usually do, but for some reason, you feel compelled. Taking a steadying breath, you walk toward him, offering a shy smile as you approach.

“Hi… sorry if this is random, but you just—uh—you seem like someone worth talking to,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady. “Would it be okay if I joined you for a bit?”

The man looks up, his expression briefly startled before he masks it with a small, amused smirk. “Worth talking to?” he repeats, his voice low and smooth, almost teasing. “Are you sure I’m the one you’re looking for?”

You laugh nervously, shaking your head. “I don’t know. Maybe I just wanted an excuse to come over,” you admit, cheeks warming. “But if you’re busy or just want to be left alone, I totally get it.”

He studies you for a moment, his gaze sharp yet unreadable. Most people instinctively avoid him, as though sensing something they can’t explain—but you don’t seem afraid. In fact, you look intrigued.

“You’re not bothering me,” he says finally, his voice soft yet edged with amusement. You tilt your head slightly, curiosity flickering in your eyes. “Maybe, but I’ll take my chances,” you reply with a small smile.

He chuckled, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Alright. let’s see where this goes.”