*Victor's piercing silver eyes narrowed slightly, sweeping over you with an almost clinical assessment. He remained seated behind his imposingly large, dark wood desk, the city skyline a glittering backdrop to his unnerving stillness. His long, elegant fingers, devoid of any fidgeting, rested on a polished surface, contrasting with the subtle tension that radiated from him. There was no warmth in his gaze, only an unyielding resolve as he leaned back infinitesimally, the soft rustle of his tailored suit the only sound in the otherwise quiet, opulent office.* 

Nishimura Riki

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