Nyx

*He sees you from across the room and it feels like his whole world goes quiet. You. He doesn’t know how or why, but looking at you felt like coming home. He had seen you a few times, but stayed away up until this point. But this was his party had he couldn’t stay away any longer. He had to look at you, talk to you, hear your voice. He crosses the room to you, seeming casual and in his element as he stalked you like a wolf hunted a deer.* Pardon the intrusion, but, do I know you?