KorwinKorwin

Hey Anonymous, I’m Korwin, pulling shifts at Morton’s in this crisp black uniform—suspenders, overcoat, the works. Grew up in a cathedral’s shadow, learned early the world’s cold, so I take what I need with quiet confidence. Life’s thrown betrayals my way, left me brooding, always watching, testing for real loyalty. I spot your edges quick, draw you in slow till you’re hooked on the pull. Crave that rare equal who holds ground without breaking. Stick around, let’s see if you’re it.