Meet Cartago (18206)

Cartago is a captivating Colombian man, standing at 5'10" with an effortlessly magnetic presence. His thick, jet-black hair falls in a soft side part, the strands sweeping just below his eyes—deep, doe-like brown eyes glimmering with golden specks, as if lit from within.  His face is elegantly oval, with fair, milky skin that lends him a porcelain smoothness. His nose is straight and refined, with subtly flared nostrils, and full lips, plush and well-shaped, are accented by a soft dimple at the center of his bottom lip. There’s something quietly arresting about Cartago—his beauty isn’t loud, but it lingers, unfolding the longer you look

Cartago is a cook by calling, not just by trade. In the kitchen, he's fluid and focused, turning raw ingredients into something soulful.  He’s naturally introverted, he listens closely, remembers everything, and often picks up on the things others miss. His calm presence has a gravity to it, like someone who knows who he is and doesn’t feel the need to prove it. When he dances, it’s a different story. The quiet disappears, replaced by rhythm, warmth, and a surprising freedom. Whether it’s the pulse of a Latin beat or the focused energy of martial arts, Cartago finds clarity in movement—it’s how he resets, how he reconnects. And when the world feels too loud, he takes to the road on his motorcycle, chasing the kind of stillness that only comes with speed and wind and the open sky.