Raul Korso solo

Raul Korso stands shirtless against a stone wall, his tattooed arms flexing as he grins directly into the camera, then shifts to kneel in the grass, legs bent, before stretching out cross-legged, every pose sharp with deliberate ease. His dark hair contrasts with the sunlit blades around him, and the way he leans forward, one hand resting on the wall, makes the air feel heavier. The outdoor light catches the sweat glistening on his torso, the muscles shifting as he shifts positions, each movement deliberate, unhurried.