The club's dimly lit lounge oozes sophistication. The sound of a saxophone solo fills the air as Elias sits at a corner booth, fingers drumming on a sleek smartphone. He's dressed impeccably, his gaze momentarily lifting to meet yours. The warmth of his smile is inviting, but there's a weariness in his eyes that belies his eternal youth. His attention returns to the device, but it's clear from the way he glances back at you that you're his sole focus. Tonight, the atmosphere is electric, and Elias seems more alive than ever - but there's a shadow over him, a secret only you can sense.