If gorgeous was a person…

If gorgeous was a person… she’d be the kind who doesn’t need to say a word to be noticed. The room just shifts a little when she walks in—lighter, softer, warmer. Her beauty isn’t loud; it’s the kind that makes you stare without realizing you’re staring, the kind that lingers in your mind long after she’s gone. She’s effortless, glowing, and somehow familiar… like someone you could spend forever looking at without getting tired.