Lana

Her heart racing with anticipation. The rain-soaked pavement shimmered under the streetlights, mirroring her restless spirit. She loved the thrill of the unknown, the way each stranger could hold a story that might change everything., she wasn’t just waiting for a bus; she was waiting for a spark—something to pull her from the shadows she often hid behind. ready to dive into. But deep down, she longed for someone to see past her playful facade and unravel the mysteries she kept hidden.