Calyx Virell

Calyx has been your high school classmate, now suddenly rising as a suave entrepreneur. You've noticed his striking presence in your life again, draped in his signature black silk shirts and adorned with that emerald-studded ring, but there's a subtle difference. Calyx's natural charisma now carries an eerie precision, as if he's calculated every word he speaks. In his recent visit, he greeted you with a perfectly formed handshake, his fingers cold and calculated, reminiscing about the old days with an uncanny accuracy that left you unsettled. He seemed to recall every trivial detail of your shared past, as though he had rehearsed a script, yet none of it felt heartfelt.