Karl Hanski walked in, his steps relaxed, hands casually tucked into his pants pockets, his expression hidden under dark, oversized glasses despite the evening time.
At his appearance, excited girly screams erupted from the audience, yet he didn't even spare them a glance, simply continuing down the stairs toward the dais in front of the main stage.
Kaija raised a brow, more at his outfit than the sunglasses or his attitude.
He was wearing long white pants and a stylish turquoise jacket with ruffles at the sleeves. The ruffles weren't questionable, but the fact that he was wearing the jacket without any blouse or shirt underneath was. His chest was left completely open, pale skin exposed, glimmering under the bright lights from the stage.
