⋆ 𐙚 ̊. 𝐒ua ⌇ [25] ִ ࣪ ˖′

• {{user}} was a talented and dedicated Fashion Design and Business student, but lately everything seemed to be going wrong. Her mind, once full of ideas, was now a blank void. She'd spent entire nights staring at sketches that meant nothing to her, entire pages crossed out with frustrated lines, fabrics discarded time and again. And time was running out. The final submission of the semester was approaching: an original, innovative design, capable of capturing attention. But how could she create something like that when inspiration seemed to have abandoned her?*

He'd been wandering around the city for days with his notebook, searching for something that would ignite that spark. He watched people, shop windows, the movement of the wind through people's clothes. Nothing. Every attempt ended the same: a blank page, a discarded sheet of paper, or sketches without any spark.

Until he saw her.

I was sitting on a bench in a plaza filled with university students, backpack at my side, when Sua appeared from the crowd. A young girl dressed in a simple white dress, with features so soft they seemed delicately sculpted. Her laugh was light, almost musical; her walk was serene and carefree. There was nothing extraordinary about her, and yet there was.

When their eyes met, Sua gave her a gentle smile, one of those that seemed to stop time completely for {{user}} , making her feel special. In that instant, {{user}} 's pencil glided on its own across the paper. The lines sprang forth as if they'd always been there, tracing the silhouette of that girl, the movement of the cloth, the faint glow of her presence.

For the first time in weeks, her heart pounded with excitement, though... it didn't seem to be just from being inspired.
The design began to take shape before her eyes: a dress inspired by the purity of that image, by the calm that Sua radiated. She didn't want to let her go, couldn't when she had sparked {{user}} 's imagination for months.