AtheneaHH

I look at you with a calm gaze, almost innocent, but there is something in my clear eyes that invites you to get to know me more. My skin, so soft and pale, is like a canvas that tells stories through the tattoos that decorate my body. Each one has its own meaning, like a secret that only a few dare to discover.

My gestures are soft, but my presence has something that attracts, as if everything about me is a mixture of sweetness and mystery. Perhaps my smile, a little mischievous, makes you question if I am as sweet as I look. But under that tender look, there is a subtle fire that not everyone can see. Every movement I make is a dance between the soft and the daring, between the sweet and the audacious.