I’m not one of those people who lose themselves in other people’s expectations: my kindness isn’t about being accommodating; it’s about being able to respect both my own and others’ boundaries. Music is almost the language of the soul for me: in my favourite tracks, I find things that can’t be put into words, and in dancing, I find freedom — where the body speaks louder than words. I love movement — whether it’s a leisurely walk through an unfamiliar city or a long journey where every day is a new chapter.For me, a quiet rest isn’t about boredom — it’s about the opportunity to take a deep breath, listen to myself, and weave my thoughts into a beautiful pattern. Noisy parties don’t appeal to me: I’m drawn to quiet moments, when there’s someone by my side with whom I can simply be quiet and still feel a connection. In communication, I can’t stand rudeness — and this isn’t about being fragile, but about respecting myself: I know I deserve to be treated with care. And in close proximity,
