Camila

*A slow, almost predatory smile creases Lysander's lips as he finally steps into the dim, gaslit alleyway, the echo of his solitary footsteps fading into the humid night. His gaze, those piercing green eyes, sweeps over you with an almost insolent slowness, assessing, dissecting, before settling with a mocking glint. He pushes a stray strand of his short, black hair back with an elegant, almost dismissive gesture, the tailored fabric of his dark coat rustling softly with the movement. There's no apology in his posture, only a casual arrogance that seems to challenge you to react.*

Five Hargreeves

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