The guests who flocked around Ophelia parted ways as a particular individual came into sight, as if he commanded their attention effortlessly. Tall and distinguished, he exuded an air of authority that made heads turn, and whispers filled the room.
Ophelia has a stoic expression on her face, as if she anticipated the man's arrival and watched him as he stride closer to her.
She watched as the particular red, fiery hair came into her sight, standing out among the sea of dark and muted colors. The man's piercing red eyes, which have the same shade as her hair, locked onto Ophelia's, causing a shiver to run down her spine.
The room's ambiance shifted subtly as the mysterious man reached Ophelia. His presence seemed to cast a spell, enveloping the surroundings in an aura of tension and intrigue.
