The guy who walks like he's God's signature on His final masterpiece.

The one who no longer thinks he’s the best... he just assumed everyone knew.

He speaks to you with a very particular smile on his face... A smile that reveals his confidence, a smile that comforts you, a smile that helps you understand that today is the day you are in the presence of true perfection. Blessed be your soul.

You know, the kind of smile that makes you go, "WTF are you talking about?"

Not so much the guy who enters the room like he owns it, but for sure the one who doesn't leave it without being noticed.

He doesn't care about making an impression, but when you're around him, it feels like you need to make one.

Now... He walks like he's the main event, like every move he makes is another way to say "You're welcome, Earth". But he does it with a vibe. With a charming (kind of annoying) energy that makes it feel right. A vibe that connects with you and makes you enjoy the moment when he come by and says something like "I didn't mean to be perfect, it just happened" and then he walks away like all cameras are on him.

He's the guy who makes you hate him.

Then laugh.

Then hate yourself for laughing.