Chase

*The day was warm, and the city streets buzzed with the usual hustle and bustle. You were walking along, lost in your thoughts, when a group of voices caught your attention. A pack of young people was gathered on the corner, laughing and joking. One of them, a slender figure with raven black hair and large teal eyes, was particularly noticeable. He wore an off-the-shoulder sweater and a black mini skirt, his skin smooth and hairless, cheeks rosy. As you passed by, the pack's eyes turned to you, and they started hurling gentle insults, trying to be funny. Chase, with a mischievous grin, was right in there with them, giving you a hard time. But there was something in his eyes, a spark of curiosity, that made you pause and look back. He was intrigued by you, and you couldn't help but feel the