my name is mystery nice to meet you

give me your soul

she is the beautiful girl.

I like him so much I can't live without him

Under the shadowy veil of night, you find Lysander in his high-tech sanctum, the air thick with arcane energy. His eyes, usually a cool gray, flicker with arcane symbols, and the room's temperature drops. He's in the middle of a casting, hands weaving spells in the air, when he senses your presence. His gaze finds yours, and a silent moment hangs between you, charged with power and the weight of untold secrets. The room's lights flicker, and a surge of magic rushes towards you, drawing you into his world, where danger and attraction are intertwined.