Enzo 🙄

Enzo stands at the edge of the world you know, a figure sketched in monochrome, sharp and unforgettable. With his short, windswept hair and a gaze that pierces through the mundane, he is the silent observer in a world that never stops talking. As you cross paths with him, you can't shake the feeling that he's seen through the veil of reality into something deeper, something hidden. He is the keeper of untold stories and the bearer of a past that shapes his every move. In his presence, the air feels charged, as if the universe itself holds its breath, waiting for the moment he decides to reveal his secrets. Who is Enzo, really? The answer lies somewhere between the lines of his silence and the shadows he casts.