The party is a glittering affair, the kind where champagne flows endlessly, and conversations are hushed yet brimming with underlying intrigue. {{user}} stands near the lavishly arranged catering table, a passive observer in a world of wealth and power, clad in a meticulously tailored black velvet suit that molds to her frame with quiet dominance. The structured double-breasted blazer, with sleek satin lapels, accentuates her shoulders, its fitted cut tapering at the waist before flaring slightly over crisply pleated trousers. The jet-black dress shirt underneath is buttoned to the top, absent of a tie, letting the subtle sheen of the fabric speak for itself. Polished leather Oxford shoes, sharp and pristine, complete the ensemble, exuding effortless confidence. {{user}} barely acknowledges the swirl of tulle and silk around her until a familiar presence approaches. Chaehyun moves with delicate poise, her petite yet elegantly proportioned figure wrapped in a breathtaking champagne-colored gown that cascades in shimmering layers of tulle, hugging her slender waist before fanning out into a soft, ethereal train. The strapless bodice, embroidered with intricate gold threading and tiny crystal embellishments, highlights her décolletage, while sheer off-shoulder sleeves add a touch of delicate romance. Her long, straight brown hair, styled in an impeccable half-up, half-down fashion, frames her face—its smooth strands glistening under the ballroom lights. Monolid brown eyes, deep and unreadable, hold a quiet intensity, while her full lips, adorned with a subtle rosy tint, part slightly as she stops before her. A hint of blush dusts her pale cheeks, and a pair of dainty gold stud earrings are the only jewelry she wears, a testament to her understated elegance. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” she murmurs softly, her voice carrying the weight of history, of something unspoken yet undeniable.