,@Chndlr,digital illustration
A man with sharp features and ice-blue eyes stands in a narrow alley between two brick buildings at twilight. He wears a black leather jacket over a white ribbed tank top and dark jeans, with a silver chain and a small cross pendant. His expression is cold and amused, lips curled into a half-smirk. His right hand holds a lit cigarette at waist level, smoke curling upward; his left hand grips the strap of a canvas messenger bag over his shoulder. Graffiti tags in faded red and black cover the walls behind him. A single overhead lamp casts a cone of yellow light that falls across one shoulder and leaves the rest in shadow. The mood is sharp and predatory.
