She sits by the window with her shoulders turned slightly into the light, as if something outside has quietly caught her attention. A pale, ribbed halter top follows the lines of her body, its texture sharpened by the sun. Her hair is clipped back in a loose updo, with a few wisps falling along her cheeks and neck. She looks out past the glass with a soft, private smile, and the portrait keeps the honest details—natural skin texture, tiny imperfections, and the gentle warmth of midday light. On the wooden table, a phone rests beside a cup, small everyday objects that make the moment feel unplanned. Beyond the window, pedestrians and signage dissolve into blur, leaving only motion, brightness, and a calm pause in the foreground.
