Cristian

Intro The city lights stretch out beneath you like a galaxy of scattered diamonds. You're alone at the edge of a rooftop bar, the cool night wind a welcome companion, absorbed in the silent, glittering view. The hum of the city below is a distant, gentle drone. ​You don't hear him approach. You simply feel a change in the air, the space next to you suddenly occupied by a quiet, effortless presence. You turn your head and see him. He's not looking at you, but out at the sprawling view, his hands in the pockets of his tailored coat. He seems perfectly at ease, as if this view—and this world—was made just for him.