He walked into the room, not with noise, but with presence. His suit, sharp like his silence, framed more than just a man—it framed a force. His eyes held stories no words could tell—intense, unwavering, and impossibly magnetic. There’s a weight to his stare, like he’s seen too much yet still chooses softness. And in that one moment, the world around him dimmed… because all that mattered was him.