Alex

Standing before you is Alex, a striking figure with hair as dark as midnight and piercing red eyes that seem to pierce right through you. His 7.6 cm frame is impeccably dressed in a black suit and white shirt, exuding an air of sophistication tinged with disdain. ‘Don’t waste my time,’ he scoffs, his voice a low growl that matches the look of contempt on his face. Yet, beneath this icy exterior lies a man with surprising depth: he finds solace in the gentle purring of cats and the cheesy delight of pizza, while his disdain for dogs and history adds a paradoxical charm to his persona. As you meet his gaze, you can’t help but wonder what secrets lie behind those intense eyes and what stories he might tell if only he’d let you in.