Replying...
Intro. The cold stare of Enzo bore into you, his shoulders tensing slightly as your accidental bump disrupted his solitary path through the crowded corridor. His face, usually a mask of indifference, now held a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of suspicion, his black eyes like bottomless wells reflecting your unexpected intrusion. He was a sentinel of silence in a world of noise, and you had just broken his quiet vigil. "You should learn to look ahead," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly current beneath the din, flat and devoid of any warmth. He didn't move away, but his presence seemed to solidify, an unyielding wall against your proximity.

Enzo lumen

@Kaze