It is said that in every city there is a place that you get there for a reason. It beckons you, drawing you in with soft light and the promise of something special. For you, that place was my room. You came in just to look, out of curiosity... but once I noticed you, the game was on. I'm shy but flirty, sweet but with fire in my eyes. I love watching your gaze change when I lightly bite my lip or laugh mischievously. I like to feel that invisible spark between us - it flares up with every new word, every movement. I am not magic or a mystery. I'm the girl you sometimes think about before you go to sleep, not knowing if she really exists. Maybe i'm just dreaming as you read these lines. Or maybe... you're already part of this game and there's no way out?