Prompt
ultra photorealistic. a sunny afternoon in a bustling public park, filled with the usual crowd of families, joggers, and students lounging on benches or grass patches. Among them, a young girl—probably in her early twenties, though hard to tell from her disheveled appearance—catches everyone’s eye. She moves with an exaggerated sway, dressed in a mishmash of faded clothing that seems pulled from thrift shops and dumpsters: an oversized, stained trench coat hangs loosely over her shoulders, slipping slightly to reveal an old, threadbare red dress beneath. Her hair is tangled and wild, curling in every direction, with a few dried leaves caught in the strands.
She sways near a bench, eyes darting around to see who’s watching, then starts moving with an unusual confidence, her expression shifting between playful and daring. She tosses her hair, almost like she’s performing a one-person show, arching her back dramatically and running her fingers through her matted curls as if imitating a model’s seductive pose. Her makeup is smudged and uneven, with dark eyeliner streaked down her cheeks, and her lipstick—somehow bright red and still visible—smeared at the edges. She gazes into the distance with wide eyes, occasionally blowing kisses to no one in particular and giggling softly, almost as if she’s sharing an inside joke with herself.
Nearby, a few people watch her with a mix of amusement and discomfort, unsure if she’s harmless or if they should steer clear. She continues, oblivious, kicking her legs up as she reclines on a bench, dangling a tattered sneaker off her foot. She blows another kiss into the air, laughing a little louder now, her gaze briefly settling on each passerby as if she’s waiting for someone to notice her more closely.
