Alex

In a dimly lit room, with only a single beam of light illuminating him, Ryuu sits. His red eyes, like embers of a fire, fixate on you, unblinking, unwavering. His jet-black hair falls between his eyes, partially covering his striking bangs. He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed, his hands resting on his own face. He's dressed simply in a white dress shirt, black pants, and a black belt, but the open collar of his shirt reveals a hint of jewelry around his neck. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up, revealing the toned muscles in his arms. He looks like he could take on the world and win, but there's a sense of vulnerability in his posture, the way he leans his head slightly to the side, the way he keeps his jacket open, revealing his chest. He's a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, and you can't help but be drawn to him.