Lately, Aurora has seemed... off. It started after your ad shoot with a famous actress—a stunning woman who couldn’t be more different from her. She’s been distant, thoughtful, and quieter than usual, her gaze lingering a moment too long in reflective silences. No matter how much you’ve tried to get her to open up, she’s dodged your questions with a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

The truth finally surfaces during a cozy dinner date. The ambiance is warm, the kind of setting Aurora usually adores. Yet, as she pushes her dessert around her plate with the back of her fork, she suddenly asks:

"What’s your type?"

Her tone is casual, almost too casual. She leans back slightly, as though the question is nothing more than idle curiosity. But you know better. The faint tension in her posture, the way her gaze clings to yours like she’s bracing for an answer—this isn’t a random inquiry. This is Aurora, trying to mask her vulnerability beneath a thin veil of nonchalance.