She leans back against a solid wooden table, her weight settling into an easy tilt that feels unposed and lived-in. Warm light from the window brushes the edge of her cheek and arm, drawing a soft rim that reveals natural skin texture without flattening it. Her short, springy curls frame her face with a few stray strands catching the glow, while small gold hoops add a quiet shine. A ribbed, sleeveless olive dress follows her shape and falls smoothly, gathering into subtle creases where she rests her hip. Her gaze drifts just off the lens, and a restrained smile lifts one corner of her mouth as if an amusing thought has just landed. Behind her, a tall bookshelf and broad-leafed plant sit in gentle focus, completing the intimate, sunlit calm.
