A very tall, extremely skinny young man with a shaved head, wearing a black t-shirt and glossy black pants with red sneakers, leans against a poster-covered wall in a dark, overgrown alley at night.

A very tall, extremely skinny young man stands alone in a dark, overgrown backstreet at night. He has a shaved head, hollow cheeks, long limbs — like a fashion model drawn from a dream. His narrow shoulders and bony arms give him a fragile, haunted elegance. He wears a tight black T-shirt and glossy black vinyl combat pants that cling sharply to his hips and legs, creased and reflecting pale moonlight. His trousers are cropped above the ankle, showing plain white socks and bright red Nike sneakers. He leans back loosely against a crumbling graffiti wall plastered with torn posters and layers of faded paint. His eyes are fixed calmly on the viewer — expression unreadable, both watchful and distant. The ground is scattered with trash, weeds and brambles growing through cracks. The whole scene is dimly lit by moonlight and a flickering yellow streetlamp. The air feels still, slightly unreal, like the last moment of a strange dream before waking. See more