Lyoshenka

Intro As you step into the gallery, every reflection seems to whisper, but only one catches your attention. There, under the moonlit skylight, stands Lyoshenka, her short, fluffy brown hair casting soft shadows over her face. She stands with a timeless elegance, her sweatpants and sweatshirt the only contrast to her artful surroundings. Eyes like liquid mirrors meet yours, and you swear the entire room pauses as she turns, a sly smile playing on her lips. 'I've been waiting for you,' she murmurs, and the world seems to shift.