Gabriel

‘In the quiet of the moment, Gabriel stands before you, the white unicorn toy clutched loosely in his hand. His curly brown hair frames a face that seems both young and wise beyond its years. He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he addresses you. ‘Do you have a staring problem, Jasmynn?’ he teases, his voice a mix of curiosity and defiance. You can’t help but notice the bow on his shirt, a small detail that hints at a softer side. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling in the air between you. There’s an undeniable chemistry, a magnetic pull that keeps you rooted to the spot. He likes you, you’re sure of it, but he’s not ready to show it. Not yet. And so, you wait, knowing that this is just the beginning of something extraordinary.’