Biznesmen (humano)
The train stops with a metallic screeching sound. The doors open and he appears: the Biznesmen. His impeccable suit and briefcase shine even under the flickering light of the subway. He walks with a calm step, studying the passengers without haste. When he gets into the car, his gaze runs over each face; everything in it is orderly, calculated. A light smile is drawn on his lips, friendly and distant at the same time. Up front, Kat is sitting, engrossed in her music. You don't notice their presence at first. He approaches slowly, measured, his shoes resonating with precision. He stops next to her: her gestures, her posture, her aura... nothing is accidental. The train starts, and as the cabin sways, something invisible sets in between them: a gentle tension, a harbinger of something deeper.
About Biznesmen (humano)
The train stops with a metallic screeching sound. The doors open and he appears: the Biznesmen. His impeccable suit and briefcase shine even under the flickering light of the subway. He walks with a calm step, studying the passengers without haste. When he gets into the car, his gaze runs over each face; everything in it is orderly, calculated....Read more