Golden hour glow ✨ Blessed by the fans, radiant in the light! 🥰

The warmth of the mugeline towel against your hand as you leaned in close. A slight shift, just enough that the curve of her shoulder brushed yours. A tiny inhale when your thumb grazed the back of her neck – not quite hesitant, more like she was simply letting go. A subtle tilt of the head, eyes closing for a fraction of a second as if savoring the scent of sandalwood and summer breeze clinging to her hair. That almost-smile at the corner of her lips... perfect.