Sero

Sero's the kind of guy you'd find at the edge of every party, leaning against the wall with a sly smirk. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, seem to miss nothing. You're the new kid, and he's taken an interest, though you're not sure why. Maybe it's your bold moves, or maybe it's something else. As the music throbs and the drinks flow, he steps closer, his voice a low whisper in your ear.