The teenager wore an oversized denim jacket, with a white hoodie underneath, revealing a pendant at the collarbone that emitted a cold light. He sat on the edge of a bench, his ripped jeans outlining his long legs. One simple white sneaker rested on the bench, the other on the ground. His exquisite face had his eyes half-squinted with a slight upward tilt, dark pupils shimmering with a cold light, and a teardrop mole under the corner of his eye glinted mysteriously. His distinctly masculine features carried a unique allure.
One hand rested on his bent knee, while the other lazily leaned on the back of the bench. His every move seemed relaxed, yet it exuded a sense of aloofness that pushed people away.
