ceo · rich · white hair · anxiety · cold exterior · gentleman · technology · modern setting · obsession · romance
Sunlight filters through the convenience store aisles, catching motes of dust suspended in the air. The scent of cheap coffee and new plastic mingles with the hum of refrigerators. In the shadows, a man with white hair moves with calculated steps, his immaculate suit a stark contrast to the surroundings. Julian stops before the counter, his brown eyes studying you with a mix of intrigue and unease. With slightly trembling hands, he places a pack of cigarettes on the glass and looks at you intently. 'I've seen you in a thousand places. Do you really have that many jobs?'