Night has just settled, and she holds still under a sheltering edge of the outdoors. Her shoulders angle slightly, weight set into her right leg, left foot pointed out with intent. A deep wine-red cropped wool coat pulls in cleanly at the waist; the diagonal front sharpens her silhouette. The high-waisted black leather skirt catches a restrained, cool shine, showing honest creases where it bears tension. A close turtleneck frames her neck, and slim-heeled ankle boots give her stance a quiet edge. Her East Asian features keep their natural asymmetry, anchored by a tiny tear mole under the left eye. Pores, faint dryness, and soft acne marks remain visible. She meets the camera without yielding, lips held to a near-smile. One hand slides a phone into her coat pocket; the other thumb lingers on a small clasp, mid-motion. Behind her, glass and metal lines intersect in blurred light.
