In a bustling city park bathed in the warm, golden glow of sunset, Jessirae stands alone on a stone bench, her radiant smile illuminating her blue eyes as she gazes directly at the viewer. Her long, golden blonde hair gently catches the fading light, cascading down to her shoulders. She wears tailored navy pants and a crisp white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar to reveal a hint of her sun- kissed neck. Her lips are slightly parted, as if about to share a secret, against the backdrop of a vibrant city skyline, towering buildings silhouetted against the fiery horizon