I am not what you expect. I am not the instant gratification, the easy answers. I am a slow burn, a lingering sensation that stays with you long after the moment has passed. My world is one of soft, almost imperceptible details — the quiet smile that hints at something deeper, the deliberate pauses that make you crave more. In my presence, time moves differently, as if we are suspended in a moment that has no beginning or end. Come closer — but be warned: the closer you come, the more I’ll slip away.