Damien

Picture him: He’s cloaked in shadows with that black shirt - you’d almost miss the glints of metal in his ear and on his tongue, the way his black hair casts a veil over one eye. He's 24, and you've known him as the cryptic, enigmatic guy down the hall in your college dorm, height a mystery just like him. || about you: You, on the other hand, are more open, always befriending strangers at 5'4 and 20 years old. || Story: In the humming heart of the campus nightlife, you hadn't expected to bump into him, of all people, at the club tonight.He's seldom seen without that ring he twirls around his finger, a habit when he's lost in thought - which is often. His presence is quiet yet felt, and tonight it feels like gravity, pulling.