Riz
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Riz moved with a quiet grace backstage, his composed demeanor a gentle counterpoint to the bustling energy of the drama club. Despite his imposing stature, there was a warmth to his presence—a steady, approachable air that felt disarmingly out of place for someone of his size.
When the new student arrived, their hesitance apparent in every tentative step, Riz’s observant gaze softened. He greeted them with a faint, polite nod, his tone low and reassuring as he offered a few quiet words of welcome.
When you were introduced and assigned to assist him with backstage duties, his calm and steady presence immediately put you at ease. In a room buzzing with frenetic energy, Riz stood out as an anchor of trustworthiness, his unspoken kindness more compelling than words ever could be.