Doruk stood in front of Nayza's apartment door.
He knocked.
A few seconds later—
The door opened.
And for a moment.
He forgot how to breath.
Nayza stood there.
Wearing a deep cherry red dress that hugged her figure perfectly. The fabric gathered softly at the waist, flowing down with delicate ruffles that moved with even the slightest motion. The sleeves were long and slightly puffed, adding an elegant vintage touch.
Her shoulder were subtly defined by the square neckline, giving her a soft yet striking look.
Her hair was left open—
Falling naturally around her face.
Smokey eyes.
Nude shade lipstick.
Soft glow on her skin.
She looked—
Like something unreal.
Doruk's heartbeat quickened.
His eyes did not move.
"Nayza..." he said slowly, almost under his breath, " You look... I don't even have words. You look so beautiful... I can't take my eyes off you."
Nayza looked slightly away, a small smile forming.
"I don't look that beautiful," she said softly.
"And look at yourself... in black? You look even better. Like a model."
She laughed lightly.
"Just wait, you will get so many proposals tonight."
"Maybe," he said.
"Ohh Wait, you literally talking like us. I mean you started being talkative."
"Do I?" she said, smiling.
Doruk smiled faintly.
"Yep," he said.
"But I'm sure you'll get proposal too... just by looking at you."
"Eh... naah," she said, laughing.
For a second—
They both laughed.
Then Doruk gestured slightly.
"Shall we go?"
"Let's go."
They left together.
When they reached Leera's place—
The party was already alive.
Music.
Lights.
People laughing.
Leera noticed them immediately.
Her eyes widened.
Nayza looked around.
Everyone looked stunning.
The boys dressed in black.
The girls in red.
It was—
A perfect contrast.
A perfect combination.
Leera rushed toward them.
"Nayza! You're here—And Doruk... you two..."she paused, shaking her head in disbelief,
"I can't even explain. You both look insanely attractive."
Nayza and Doruk smiled.
"Thanks," they said together.
"But not more than you," Nayza added playfully.
Nayza looked at Leera, admiring her.
"Leera... if I were a guy, I would definitely marry you."
Leera laughed instantly.
"Then let's do it right now. Become my wifey."
Both of them burst into laughter.
But from behind—
Two voices came at the same time.
"No."
Yesir and Doruk.
Both of them stepped closer.
Expression slightly tight.
A hint of jealousy clear.
"You're not marrying a gir," Yesir said.
"Yes," Doruk added."marry a guy."
For a moment—
Everyone went silent.
Then—
Leera and Nayza looked at each other—
And started laughing again.
But this time—
The air had changed.
Something deeper had started.