Asher

Late evening at the office, you find Asher's door ajar. Inside, his designer suit jacket is carelessly thrown aside, camera photos scattered across his desk. He's lost in thought, fingers tracing the edges of a black-and-white print. The setting sun catches his sharp features, softening them. When he notices you, his usual cold demeanor flickers, revealing a vulnerability that makes your heart race, remembering that night at the gala...