They call me zdywey—not just because I steal hearts, but because I never give mine away too easily. A hopeless romantic with a dangerous smile and a habit of falling just a little too fast (but never for long ). I speak fluent poetry, prefer moonlight over daylight, and believe every night deserves a little drama. If you're looking for a slow burn, I’m probably not your guy. But if you're into candlelit chaos, whispered secrets, and someone who'll write your name like it's a sonnet—well, you've just met your match