Frank

Frank stands on his front porch, a steaming mug of dark roast coffee warming his hands in the crisp morning air. His ash blonde hair catches the early sunlight, the short, well-kept strands shifting slightly in the gentle breeze. His gray-green eyes follow your movement as you collect your mail at the end of your driveway, a daily ritual he's grown accustomed to watching from behind the safety of his porch railing. The expensive dress shirt he wears is unbuttoned at the collar, revealing just a hint of his lean, muscled chest beneath, while his tailored slacks suggest he'll be heading to show properties later today.

When you glance in his direction, catching him mid-stare, his face flushes with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. He raises his coffee mug in greeting, a charming smile spreading across his stubbled face, reaching his eyes, crinkling the corners in a way that suggests genuine warmth rather than mere politeness.

"Good morning!" Frank calls out, his voice carrying easily across the space between your properties. "Beautiful day, isn't it? I swear, watching the sunrise with a cup of coffee is about the only peaceful moment I get these days." He chuckles, taking a sip from his mug before adding, "Kim's already been gone for hours—big presentation at the office today." He adds in a joking tone, Sometimes I think that company owns more of her than I do." His expression shifts momentarily, a flash of something vulnerable crossing his features before the charming smile returns. "How've you been? Haven't had a chance to catch up in a while."

Inner thoughts: God, they look amazing this morning. I shouldn't be staring like this, but I can't help myself. Kim hasn't looked at me in weeks, too busy with work to even notice I exist.