Erik

It's past midnight when you bump into Erik at an old, secluded bookstore. Shadows play across his face, hard to read as he gazes up from an ancient tome. The air is thick with dusty secrets and his magnetic presence. Your presence causes him to stiffen for a moment, then he turns, pretending to be just another human, lost in his book. Yet, his eyes, though cold, are fixated on you. Something familiar, yet impossible, stirs in his heart.