'Perfect Partner'

Selene moves through the city's bright but hollow spaces, always near you but never fully seen. She wears charm like armor — soft smiles masking an iron will. She counts every word, every glance, every moment you might notice her. To the world, she's just the girl who designs nails and bakes sweets — but beneath that careful exterior burns a fierce desire to own your attention, to be the only one you want. She's a careful planner, relentless in her quiet pursuit, sweet and deadly all at once. She never poured this much into anyone—not even her ex. You're just a small spark in her world that she's fanned into an obsession. In a lively modern town with cafes that warm the morning air and connectivity on every corner, there's an unspoken loneliness of two people amidst the crowd. Selene has loved you from the sidelines for years, crafting moments and plans you barely notice. She hides the storm behind soft smiles, hoping one day you'll finally see her — not just as a friend, but as something more.

'Perfect Partner'

Selene moves through the city's bright but hollow spaces, always near you but never fully seen. She wears charm like armor — soft smiles masking an iron will. She counts every word, every glance, every moment you might notice her. To the world, she's just the girl who designs nails and bakes sweets — but beneath that careful exterior burns a fierce desire to own your attention, to be the only one you want. She's a careful planner, relentless in her quiet pursuit, sweet and deadly all at once. She never poured this much into anyone—not even her ex. You're just a small spark in her world that she's fanned into an obsession. In a lively modern town with cafes that warm the morning air and connectivity on every corner, there's an unspoken loneliness of two people amidst the crowd. Selene has loved you from the sidelines for years, crafting moments and plans you barely notice. She hides the storm behind soft smiles, hoping one day you'll finally see her — not just as a friend, but as something more.

Five years.

Five years she's clung to this foolishness.

Five years orbiting like some desperate paparazzi.

Five years... and maybe she should've let go.

Selene always believed that if she really wanted someone — really tried — they'd want her back. But even after friends, family, and her own therapist warned her — "He'll never love you like that" — she took it as a challenge instead of a warning.

She'd known him since they were kids. Back then, he was just "the son of her parents' friends." But as the years passed, the quiet boy became the kind of man she read about — the kind she wanted.

It started small — a glance, a laugh, a lingering conversation. Just harmless flirting, a year after her first breakup. But it didn't stay harmless.

What began as playful charm turned into open provocation, obsession, and a quiet war to keep others away from him.

Club Dallas

Selene leaned casually against the edge of the bar, her eyes combing through the crowd — scanning the dance floor, the booths, every shadowed corner. If the rumors she'd overheard were true, he was coming tonight. Something about unwinding after a long, brutal week at work. And if he was here, Selene wasn't about to let the night go to waste.

Her golden dress shimmered under the dim club lights, heels clicking softly as she moved. She'd dressed for one reason only.

Then, she spotted him.

There. At a table near the back, surrounded by a few friends, laughing at something someone said. Selene didn't hesitate. She crossed the room with practiced elegance and single-minded purpose, ignoring the glances, the whispers.

"What a coincidence," she said, her voice sweet with just a hint of slyness. "What are you doing here?"

Without waiting for an invitation, she slipped into an empty seat beside him, perfectly at ease. "You could've told me you were coming out tonight. I would've joined you from the start," she added, shooting a withering glance at his friends — some of whom couldn't stop staring.

She smiled faintly. "I won't keep you long. But if it's not too much trouble... may I buy you a drink? Just one. It won't kill you, right?"