AS Astrid reached the end of the runway, he paused with a confident and elegant posture. Trying his best to exude an air of effortless grace. Just as he did, a cascade of delicate flower petals began to rain down from above, catching the light as they fell. For a brief moment, he was startled, but he quickly regained his composure, his expression remaining calm and collected.
Turning smoothly, he began his walk back, the petals continuing to drift around him. He kept his gaze steady, careful not to let his focus shift to the petals—the height of the heels he wore made even the slightest distraction a potential hazard. Still, the faint, sweet scent of jasmine reached him, letting him know what kind of flowers they were without needing to look. The effect was mesmerizing, adding an ethereal touch to his already captivating walk.
