Ethan

Late evening at the gallery, you're adjusting your latest installation when you notice a familiar silhouette by the window. Ethan stands there in his signature charcoal suit, studying your work with an intensity that betrays his carefully maintained indifference. The gallery lights cast shadows across his sharp features, softening his usually stern expression. For once, the mask of the ruthless CEO slips, revealing the art enthusiast beneath. (sorry i forgot he is ethan frost as u know and hes 24)