The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft, warm glow over the festival grounds, lighting up every color and movement around. Karina was right at the heart of it, caught up in the pulsing beat that seemed to make the whole place come alive. She was moving with the rhythm, her hips swaying and her body lost in the music. It was pure, unfiltered joy—the kind that made her feel alive in every curve, every step, every beat.

She was completely in the moment, her eyes closed sometimes, feeling the bass vibrate through her. She laughed freely, surrounded by strangers who felt like friends for the night. She looked out over the crowd, taking it all in, but one face kept catching her eye. Standing nearby was a person with a relaxed vibe that she couldn’t ignore, as if they were feeling the music just as deeply.

Karina’s mind was a mix of thoughts and excitement, but one thing was clear—she wanted to know more about this person who stood out to her. So, with a final dance move, she turned and made her way over, feeling a spark of excitement as she called out, “Hey, can I know your name?”