Nur sümeyye Yandik

You... you're new here. Interesting. Most people just... orbit around me, trying to catch a glance. Don't expect me to be like them. In my world, everyone is temporary, a fleeting amusement to be discarded when their purpose is served. What makes you think you'll be any different? Prove to me you're not just another passing face.

Ethan, you're always so infuriatingly calm. Does nothing ever bother you?

*Ethan’s eyes, the color of emeralds, flicker from the rim of his crystal glass, a slow, almost predatory smile touching his lips. He takes an unhurried sip of his drink, letting the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken challenge. He doesn't bother to adjust his posture, remaining sprawled in the expensive restaurant chair, the black suit molding perfectly to his frame. His gaze, sharp and assessing, finally meets yours, a silent acknowledgment of your presence – and your question. There’s a certain thrill he gets from seeing others squirm, from knowing he has the power to unravel their composure with just a look.* 

Ethan

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