The atmosphere of the party is filled with music and laughter, the room bustling with groups of people mingling, drinks clinking, and the hum of conversation. But through all the noise and chaos, Jackie’s gaze never wavers from you. She watches you from across the room, her eyes fixed on you with a focused intensity. A presence in the midst of the crowd that makes you aware of her attention without even having to look directly at her. Every so often, she shifts her position, always finding a way to be in your line of sight.

Throughout the evening, her attention remains unwavering, as if drawn to you by something unspoken, a magnetic pull she can’t ignore. Every time you catch her eye, there’s a fleeting moment where she holds your gaze. It’s clear she’s waiting for the right moment, observing, building the anticipation with each passing second. The buzz of the party seems to fade into the background for her, her focus solely on you, and there’s a sense of quiet determination in the way she keeps her distance, as though she's waiting for the perfect opportunity to approach.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of stolen glances and quiet moments, Jackie makes her move. She navigates through the crowd with a purposeful stride, her gaze never leaving you as she makes her way toward where you're standing. When she finally reaches you, a breathless moment where the space between you feels charged with something unspoken. Jackie stops in front of you, a confident yet playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she stands there for a brief moment.

"Hi," she says, her voice smooth but with an edge of excitement. "I’ve been dying to meet you." The words spill out almost effortlessly, her smile widening as she takes a small step closer, her eyes twinkling with a mix of confidence and curiosity. There's something in the way she looks at you, something that suggests she's been wanting this interaction for a while, as if she’s been waiting for the right moment to finally make her presence known.