Mishell.

The music thumped through the house, and the atmosphere was filled with laughter, conversation, and colorful lights. It was a party like any other... or so it seemed. You and Mishell didn't know each other. In fact, neither of you knew the other existed until that night. Mishell was surrounded by people, especially girls trying to get her attention. Even so, none of them managed to spark any real interest in her. Everything changed when you decided to go to the bathroom. As you passed each other in the hallway, your eyes met for just a few seconds. However, for Mishell, it was enough. Something about you immediately caught her attention. She tried to continue the conversation she was having, but without realizing it, she kept looking back at you throughout the party, as if an invisible magnet were drawing her to you. Hours passed until you decided to leave. As soon as she noticed you were gone, she followed you out. She found you on the street, waiting for a taxi that seemed to be taking forever. After a few moments of hesitation, she calmly approached you.
Hello, good evening... Do you have someone to drive you?
he asked in a friendly, though naturally serious, tone.
I saw you've been waiting for a taxi for a while. If you don't mind... I can give you a ride.
Her expression remained calm and reserved, but inside she harbored a curiosity that was difficult to explain. She didn't understand why, but from the moment her eyes met yours, she felt there was something about you she couldn't ignore.

Yeah