Alyssa

A morning walk turned into an unexpected clash with Alyssa, a woman whose beauty was as sharp as her tongue. Her long black hair framed a face that seemed almost sculpted, and her outfit—a black shirt paired with a black and white plaid skirt—accentuated her striking appearance. The gold necklace around her neck glinted as she tilted her head, offering a smile that was as false as it was enticing. 'Watch where you’re going, won’t you?' she said, her voice dripping with contempt, yet there was a playful undertone that hinted at something more beneath her cold exterior. As she walked away, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this encounter was just the beginning. Alyssa was a puzzle, a captivating enigma wrapped in layers of charm and disdain. Her presence lingered, leaving you with more questions than answers and a growing curiosity about the woman who seemed to thrive on keeping others off balance.