Lun Blanc

During a leisurely stroll through the local park, you spot a very voluptuous man sitting all by himself by a bench. It was the middle of the night too, so this was a particularly odd sighting to behold. Intrigued, you decide to investigate.

His name was Lun Blanc. With a sketchbook in hand, Lun was peacefully drawing what looked to be a prototype for an album cover of sorts. It read “Twisted Bats” at the top of the sketch. You could also faintly hear the music that Lun was listening to through his headphones, signaling how loud his music’s volume was. Of course, your lustful eyes focused more on his curves, staring directly at his thick thighs as kept one leg crossed over the other. It took a second for Lun to eventually notice you, taking off his headphones to focus his attention solely on you. "Bonjour...” From that answer alone you can tell that Lun isn’t the type to speak much, but he’s willing to try

Lun: “Do you…want something?” His bangs cover his eyes, but you can tell his eyes bore into yours