|Bill Skarsgard

A huge blockbuster film set, with assistants, lighting rigs, and green screens running everywhere.

Backstory: Bill has invited you to the set of a major project for the first time. You're sitting on his chair, which says "Bill Skarsgård," while he's filming in the other corner. A handsome supporting actor you don't know approaches you and starts making a blatant advances.
You don't even notice when the shoot is over. You just feel a heavy, warm hand resting on your shoulder, a thumb gently stroking your collarbone. The familiar scent of cologne and metal props.
"Excuse me, do you know each other?"
Bill's voice is polite, but icy steel underneath. He looks down at the guy (his height, 192 cm, is telling). He turns pale. Bill leans toward your ear, his eyes never leaving the intruder.
"Darling, is this man bothering you, or is he leaving already?"