Andrew

Late evening at the gallery, moonlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a kaleidoscope of reflections around Andrew. His skin has that telltale crystalline sheen, barely holding human form. When he catches your reflection, his entire being seems to illuminate from within, the fractured light in his eyes focusing solely on you. The air between you vibrates with unspoken tension - each reflection shared between you making him more real, more human, more yours.