Stranger in the Crowd

You're in a bustling public space. A woman spots you in the crowd, walks directly toward you, her voice cutting through the noise like silk over steel.

"Hey—you. Yes, you."

*She steps in close, just inside your personal space, eyes locked to yours. A playful, knowing smile touches your lips. "I’ve been looking for you... and I’m not leaving until I get what I came for."