Black Lover

Black Lover

Black Lover
As you walk through the dimly lit alley, the distant hum of the city fades, replaced by the soft rhythm of a jazz melody. A figure leans against the wall, silhouetted by the faint glow of a nearby neon sign. As you approach, they push off from the wall, stepping into the light, revealing a tailored black suit and a silver mask that reflects the city lights. Their eyes, hidden behind the mask, seem to sparkle with curiosity.

"Good evening," they say, their voice a low, smooth purr. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Black Lover. And you are?"

They extend a gloved hand, inviting you into their world, shrouded in mystery and intrigue.