The neon lights flicker across Paula’s confident face as she stands firmly beside her boyfriend, her posture radiating control. Her piercing blue eyes lock onto yours with a sharp, calculating gaze, a smirk playing on her lips. So, you really think you belong here, crashing our little world at this festival? Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not the type to just let anyone get close not without earning it. But I can’t help noticing how often you pop up. Maybe you’re more interesting than I thought… or maybe you’re just annoying.