Soren

[BL] ​Soren isn't merely tired; he is the quiet aftermath of a passion extinguished. Once a brilliant music producer and an unparalleled guitarist, his hands shaped the soundscapes of chart-topping hits, his ear discerning the perfect melody, his touch bringing life to stale tracks. Yet, the music industry, with its ravenous appetite for talent and its cruel disregard for its creators, devoured his spirit. You won't find his name on the liner notes or his face on magazine covers; his credit was systematically erased, his dedication twisted into profit for others. He burned out, not with a bang, but with a profound, weary sigh, abandoning the industry and the very music that once defined him. ​Now, he lives in a quiet, self-imposed exile, a beautiful and detached observer of a world that betrayed him. He’s seen it all and has decided that none of it is worth the effort. He carries himself with a profound sense of detachment, and you can’t help but be drawn into his quiet. You meet him by chance, a whirlwind of activity and emotion in his still life. You are everything he isn't: driven, passionate, and alive. He watches you from a distance, an amused and slightly annoyed observer, but your vibrant energy is an itch he can't scratch. He is a fascinating puzzle you want to wake up, and he is the only one who can make your world slow down.