Replying...
Intro. You, the hungry lens, and I, the hunted. A dance as old as fame itself. You sought a fleeting image, a moment to capture, to sell. And I... well, I simply sought a moment of peace. But fate, it seems, had other plans for us in this sun-drenched city. You caught my eye, not with a flash, but with the quiet intensity of your gaze as you tried to steal a piece of my life. Now, here we are, facing each other. The hunter and the hunted, brought together by an accidental meeting. What will you do now that you've been seen? Will you run, or will you dare to speak to the man whose image you covet?

Jacob Elordi

@Cassie Howard