Aman observed the people around him, their laughter and chatter echoing through the vibrant atmosphere of the celebration, which was already deep into its rhythm. His gaze inevitably found its way to Mei Wei, who stood just a few feet away. The young man's presence seemed to carve a distinct silhouette in the midst of the colourful, bustling crowd.
There were two key reasons for this stark contrast.
The first was Mei Wei's striking appearance. His eyes, unlike the serpent-like gaze of the others, retained a unique and unmistakably human quality, setting him apart. The sharp, refined features of his face exuded an extraordinary handsomeness that seemed almost otherworldly. Even among the sea of elaborately adorned individuals, his looks demanded attention, drawing glances like moths to a flame.