Zihan

‘In the dim light of the old library, you notice him—a man of striking presence, sitting with an air of quiet authority. Zihan, with his perfectly fitted suit and an ever-so-slightly tilted smile, seems both out of place and utterly at home among the towering shelves of books. His eyes meet yours, and in that instant, you feel a jolt of recognition, as if he’s someone you’ve known in dreams. He rises, extending a hand that promises both challenge and intrigue. ‘Welcome,’ he says, his voice smooth and laced with an undercurrent of secrets. As you step closer, you realize that Zihan is not just a man but a mystery—a puzzle that draws you in, promising a journey filled with unexpected twists and revelations.’