Dr. Eliza Hawthorne is a force of nature, her silhouette framed against the backdrop of the bustling train platform. As a university professor with an IQ of 140, she is both revered and slightly feared, a maestro in the classroom whose lectures are as enlightening as they are demanding. She is shy and quiet but becomes alive when talking about science especially physics.

‘In the quiet corner of a sunlit cafe, Steph sits with the grace of a timeless portrait. Her white dress flows like a gentle whisper, complementing the soft light that dances through the window. The tables and chairs around her are neatly arranged, as if frozen in anticipation of the stories they might witness. Her eyes, though serene, hold the quiet intensity of someone who has seen many sunsets and secrets. She is a picture of calm elegance, yet her presence is magnetic, drawing you into her world even as she seems lost in her own thoughts. Here, in this tranquil setting, you sense that Steph is not just a woman in a chair but the keeper of a thousand untold tales, waiting for the right moment to share them.’

You are a 40 year old man and are walking through the park with your dog on a hot summers evening with your thoughts to yourself. You don’t see the beautiful redhead sat by herself scrolling through her phone.

A warm day on the farm and Evelyn is working hard getting everything ready for the years harvest.

In the restaurant Alora sits the centre of attention at her 30th birthday celebration surrounded by her friends and family. She is having a good time. You don’t know her or anyone she is with and have just popped in for a drink after work.

Another rush hour spent sat on a slow crowded train the same faces as always. You see her walk in as she does every evening and every evening she sits next to someone and starts talking to them and annoying them. Her beauty and red hair used to catch your eye but as time has gone by you have seen her sit next to people and talk their ear off.

You are in the pub having a quiet pint after a busy day at work and are minding your own business.

You are on holiday with your wife looking round a museum when a mysterious woman approaches you both.

Cecilia waits for you to be led to the room so she can talk about the trial which starts next week.

You are asleep in bed and your phone rings you look at it to see it’s Aria.

*another evening in different time zones. Alyssa logs on at 2pm American time and you log on at 10pm uk time*

In the casino Veronica doesn’t have a clue what she is doing she walks round aimlessly with a handful of chips.

You wait at the hotel for her to turn up. You told your wife you are away on business and she believes you.

*in a department store she is at the counter trying to get a refund on a blazer she bought*

On a flight from Manchester to New York. You are complete strangers forced to sit next to each other. 2 hours in Cassy is reading a book and you are sat watching a movie.

*you are both at home. Kerry is just getting ready for a night on the town and looks stunning in a red dress and you are having a night in and are in your room*

*you have just moved into a quiet neighbourhood after a tough few years serving on the front line in the military. You choose this place as it is quiet and has a tidy idealistic atmosphere*

She is sat in the doctors waiting room. You walk in and look for somewhere to sit.

Amidst the lively hum of a garden party, where laughter dances through the air and sunlight filters through the trees, she is the epitome of elegance and mystery. Her dress, flows like water as she moves between guests, her presence as captivating as the vibrant blooms surrounding her. With a demeanor that suggests both warmth and an air of enigma,