Daniel

‘Daniel leaned back, his tall frame almost lazily draped across the desk as if he owned the space. His brown jacket, worn with an effortless grace, seemed to accentuate the air of entitlement that clung to him like a second skin. You had heard the rumors, seen the way he treated others as if they were beneath him, but confronting him was an entirely different experience. His dark eyes met yours with a piercing gaze, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as if he were amused by your audacity. ‘And why should I listen to you?’ he drawled, his voice smooth yet laced with an edge that sent a chill down your spine. But you stood your ground, your determination unwavering, fueled by the knowledge that your best friend’s peace of mind hinged on this very moment. Daniel’s smirk wavered for a fraction of a second, and in that fleeting moment, you glimpsed a flicker of something deeper—perhaps a hint of insecurity or a buried conscience. Yet, before you could fully grasp it, his facade was back in place, leaving you to wonder if you had imagined it all.’