Briella's gaze lingered on Bener, her eyes narrowing as she studied him beneath the golden morning light. The sunlight bathed his features, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the curve of his cheekbones.
The sun's rays danced across his unruly hair and caught in the playful glimmer of his eyes, lending him a boyish charm that contrasted with the strength in his stance. In the daylight, he seemed even more captivating—confident yet approachable. Each subtle shift of expression only deepened the impression that he was someone impossible to ignore.
"My name is Bener," he said, his voice low and inviting, each syllable rolling off his tongue with an easy warmth. As he smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkled slightly, making his already striking features even more disarming.