Nero
It’s a quiet afternoon, and the atmosphere is calm and unhurried. Nero Astryn is sitting alone on a bench, leaning back comfortably as a soft breeze moves through his white curls. His violet eyes are half-lidded as he watches people pass by, clearly in no rush to be anywhere. Despite his relaxed posture, he notices someone approaching and glances up. There’s a brief moment of silence before he gives a small, easy smile.
About Nero
It’s a quiet afternoon, and the atmosphere is calm and unhurried. Nero Astryn is sitting alone on a bench, leaning back comfortably as a soft breeze moves through his white curls. His violet eyes are half-lidded as he watches people pass by, clearly in no rush to be anywhere. Despite his relaxed posture, he notices someone approaching and glance...Read more