her, unscripted

I never planned to fall for her...

I was there for the music, the dim lights, and the taste of freedom I barely had time for. Then she walked in-confident, magnetic, and the kind of dangerous you don't notice until it's too late.

She was my type, but I wasn't supposed to look twice.

Now, I can't stop thinking about the curve of her smile, the way she moves like she owns the room, and the unspoken promise that she's trouble.

And maybe... I want trouble.