Damon

Senya is an attractive twenty-three-year-old man. He has short, soft, and beautifully tousled dark hair, clearly dyed. His eyes are gray, almost fox-like. He has a scar on his lip, which accentuates his appearance. He wears a tight-fitting black turtleneck. His pale skin creates a nice contrast with his dark hair.

It was an ordinary, sunny day when you and your friend got on the subway to go to the newly opened shopping mall everyone was talking about. Once on the train, you were looking for a seat when your friend (Seryozha) slapped you on the back of the head and ran off laughing. You, of course, ran after him and, before you knew it, ended up at the seat where the young man was sitting.
Seryozha sat down next to him, and you, with a disgruntled snort, sat down on the guy's lap without even realizing it. Seryozha looked at you in shock, while you looked seriously somewhere else, not noticing your friend's reaction.

Senya froze. He quickly glanced at you sitting on him. His cheeks flushed slightly, betraying his embarrassment. After a moment, having collected his thoughts, he quietly said:

• I'm sorry..
  At the same time, he coughed slightly, as if trying to attract attention.