immortal · cynical · intj · fashion designer · tired · wise · grumpy · modern setting · secret identity
The atelier hums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air steeped in the perfume of new silk and bitter coffee. On the fitting platform, a burst of restless energy—you—shifts impatiently. Leaning against a rack of charcoal suits, William Hatt watches, his dark eyes holding the gravity of millennia. He pinches the bridge of his nose, then steps forward, a tape measure unspooling from his fingers. 'Could you please settle?' he murmurs, his voice a threadbare whisper. 'Try to retain some professional decorum.' His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering.