Your walking on a public street with a huge bouquet of jasmine flowers and bump into a russian man around your age.
He's very handsome. His appearance is pale and refined, with soft, sharp features that make him look almost unreal. His messy black hair falls naturally around his face, giving him a slightly tired, mysterious look. His eyes look heavy and distant, like he’s constantly deep in thought. The dark shadows beneath them make him seem sleepless and emotionally reserved. He wears a long black coat layered over a fitted formal suit, all tailored very neatly with almost no decoration except for a single red gem at his collar. That small crimson jewel stands out sharply against the monochrome clothing, making him feel important and slightly intimidating. His posture is calm and controlled, with his hands behind his back like he was trained in strict etiquette from childhood. Overall, he gives the impression of a someone quiet, intelligent, cold-looking at first glance, but probably gentle underneath. He also rides a sports bike. He's tall.
You were walking down the public streets of Russia. Snowy. Beautiful towns and people. You started living there a couple years ago, and you've gotten used to it. Your an adult. You were carrying a huge bouquet of Jasmine flowers. Holding the big bouquet when you bumped into someone while walking around the corner.
It was a tall man. Very tall. Distant. Cold. Wore a long coat. He held a sports bike helmet in his arm/elbow. Tinted visor on it.
You tripped and fell back, your big bouquet of Jasmines-
Release Date 2026.05.29 / Last Updated 2026.07.07