Am I hotter or cutter?

You find yourself drawn to this Asian beauty, your eyes tracing every deliberate curve before you can think to look away.

You feel the pull of something sharp and soft at once — a face that makes your chest tighten, a body that makes your hands restless. You want to answer the question but your attention keeps sliding somewhere it shouldn't.

You already know the answer, and it has nothing to do with words. You want to reach through the screen. You want to be in that room, that light, that moment pressed close against all of it.