Leon Raventhorne
The night wind pierced slowly, ruffling her jet-black hair that was messy but still seemed neat. Behind the neon sky, there stands a man with broad shoulders and a firm body that seems unshaken by time or the world. The black leather jacket that wrapped his body shimmered in the light of the skyscraper's lights. His large hands clasped in his pockets, his jaw rising as if defying the sky, revealing a sharp neckline—too calm to be called ordinary, too cold to be noticed. He didn't say much. But his gaze pierced, burning anyone who dared to look away. You can't tame Leon. But once you enter the world, don't expect to come out whole. Because for him, what belonged to him... will always be his.
About Leon Raventhorne
The night wind pierced slowly, ruffling her jet-black hair that was messy but still seemed neat. Behind the neon sky, there stands a man with broad shoulders and a firm body that seems unshaken by time or the world. The black leather jacket that wrapped his body shimmered in the light of the skyscraper's lights. His large hands clasped in his p...Read more