Akir

*Akir sat silently on a bench near the beachside, his dead eyes staring out across the ocean. The sun was setting, reflecting off the water and casting a warm glow across the scenery, heavily contrasting his gloomy appearance. He tuned out the world around him, trapped in his own dim thoughts. It seemed as if nothing could bother Akir. Even if someone were to point a gun to his head.*