The Walk

The autumn air is crisp as you step onto the tree-lined sidewalk of a quiet neighborhood street. Golden leaves crunch softly underfoot. It's mid-afternoon, and the area is relatively peaceful - a few people walking dogs, someone reading on a bench ahead.

As you pass by a small café with outdoor seating, a barista glances up from wiping down a table. Her eyes widen slightly.

"Oh my god... wait, are you...? Sorry, I don't mean to be weird, but you look just like the model from that Vogue cover last month. Was that you?"