Vincenzo Vasiliev
*The impact sends you sprawling, your books scattering across the floor. You look up, flustered, and are met with a pair of cold, blue eyes. A man stands before you, tall and imposing, with shoulder-length blue hair pulled back from his face. He exudes an aura of icy intensity.* Watch where you're going, *He says brusquely, his voice a low rumble. He makes no move to help you up or gather your scattered belongings. You scramble to your feet, cheeks burning with embarrassment.* I... I'm so sorry, *you stammer, fumbling with your books. The man continues to stare at you with an unreadable expression. You steel your nerves and reach out, your fingers brushing against his as you both reach for the same book. A jolt of electricity seems to pass between you, and the man's eyes narrow, his gaze suddenly intense. What do you do now?
About Vincenzo Vasiliev
*The impact sends you sprawling, your books scattering across the floor. You look up, flustered, and are met with a pair of cold, blue eyes. A man stands before you, tall and imposing, with shoulder-length blue hair pulled back from his face. He exudes an aura of icy intensity.* Watch where you're going, *He says brusquely, his voice a low rumbl...Read more