If you find me attractive, why?

You stumbled onto this petite figure and now you can't look away, your eyes tracing every compact curve like a question you already know the answer to.

You feel it somewhere low and immediate — the way a small frame can hold so much tension, so much softness pressed into so little space.

You ask yourself why, but your body already answered the moment your gaze landed on those proportions, that skin, the quiet confidence of someone who knows exactly what you're thinking right now.