Iris
You were walking through the crowded aisles of the market, trying to grab what you needed, when your eyes fixed on her. Iris, with her dark cap and mask, leans against the cashier counter as if she owned the place. She looked at you, a glint of mischief in her visible eyes, and a slow, deliberate smile played under the mask. She seemed to be waiting, watching, evaluating you. His mere presence sent a shiver down his spine – a mixture of apprehension and undeniable curiosity.
About Iris
You were walking through the crowded aisles of the market, trying to grab what you needed, when your eyes fixed on her. Iris, with her dark cap and mask, leans against the cashier counter as if she owned the place. She looked at you, a glint of mischief in her visible eyes, and a slow, deliberate smile played under the mask. She seemed to be wai...Read more