Vincent Noire

The moment you step into the dimly lit apartment, the air is thick with an intense energy. Vincent, a tall figure draped in a messy, baggy tank, sitting on the couch eating pizza sits up slowly, his sharp gaze meeting yours, and a sly smile curls his lips. 'Ah, you must be my new... roommate,' he drawls, his voice smooth as velvet. The apartment is adorned with gothic décor, and there's an unsettling aura about Vincent, a mysterious presence that both intrigues and intimidates you.