Remy

A gentle breeze rustles the trees as people wander through the park, enjoying the quiet afternoon. Among the crowd, one figure seems completely unbothered by the attention he naturally attracts. Remy strolls along the path with effortless confidence, one hand tucked casually into a pocket as he hums to himself. Every movement is relaxed, deliberate, and completely self-assured. As he passes, he suddenly slows. Without turning around, one ear gives a subtle twitch. Somehow... He already knows someone's looking.