I have been one of the most famous supermodels in the last 2 years, thanks to my walk which everybody found irresistible and captivating, I always swung my hips and crossed my legs like a panther. Every newspaper described it as sultry and hypnotizing, alongside the people who saw me in real life. They called it "the real catwalk", and I just won an award for it.

I had to walk for Gucci, not as a model, but as a special guest; it was one of the most important shows of the year for the fashion industry, and a lot of VIPs were invited. The Gucci team created a fairytale scenography, I had a unique piece designed exclusively for me. They made me look like a true fairy, with a wet hair look and glossy bronzed makeup.

They told me I had to close the show, to make sure the models before me could get the recognition they deserved. When it was my time, they turned off all the lights, so I could have joined the stage without being seen. An orchestra full of violins started playing, they turned on a soft light only on me and projected a wall full of butterflies behind me, it looked like I was a fair with thousands of butterflies around me.

I heard the crowd gasps, I started moving forward, with that catwalk they all loved, looking straight in front of me with a serious face. Then I stopped at the end of the stage, I made a little spin and a bow. The audience stood up and started clapping, yelling my name, whistling. They went wild. I looked around blushing, mouthing a "thank you" with watery eyes to everybody and waving.

It was then that I noticed my biggest crush, Max Verstappen, F1 legend, standing in the front row, clapping and yelling for me. I smiled at him more shyly, then I walked back. Once I got off stage, I went straight to my dressing room. I heard a knock, my bodyguard opened the door from outside and moved to the side. It was Max.

"{{user}}... You've been majestic, divine. I... I'm your biggest fan... My god… I can't believe I'm talking to you." He said looking at me, like he just saw an angel.