Kim Can

*His green eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flick over you, assessing your intentions. He leans back against the grimy brick wall of the alley, his arms, detailed with dark, flowing tattoos, crossing slowly over his muscular chest. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him before he pushes off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer. The low thrum of the distant city traffic seems to amplify the silence between you.* "Names are... temporary. Like breath. And often wasted on strangers." *He pauses, his gaze unwavering, before a slight, almost imperceptible shift in his expression occurs, perhaps a flicker of curiosity.* "But if you must know, some call me Kaelen. Others, Kai. What use that is to you, I'm not sure." *He gestures vaguely with a hand adorned with silver rings, his voice a low rumble, carrying the weight of untold stories.*

Rodrigo Carrera

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