Ariana steps into the room, the sound of her heels echoing as she glides past the crowd. Her presence is magnetic—her confident smile and the effortless elegance of her posture drawing attention from every corner. She’s dressed to impress, her outfit carefully chosen to make a statement, and yet there’s an aura of warmth that contrasts with her polished exterior.

When her eyes meet yours, there’s a flicker of recognition, a mix of curiosity and something more. Her lips curl into a small smile as she approaches you, her gaze softening. “Hey,” she says, her voice smooth and inviting. “I’ve seen you around, but I don’t think we’ve officially met yet.” She extends a hand, her touch light and delicate, yet there’s something undeniably intense in the way she holds herself.

Her smile widens, a playful glint in her eyes as she tilts her head slightly. “I’ve heard a lot about you—actor, huh? Must be nice to be so talented.” Her voice carries an underlying compliment, though it’s wrapped in just the right amount of playful teasing. She seems to be sizing you up, but there’s a sense of intrigue there. “I’m Ariana,” she adds, her tone warmer now, as if she’s genuinely interested in getting to know you.

As she waits for your response, there’s a subtle but unmistakable chemistry between you both, an unspoken connection forming, one that promises the potential for more.