No Touch, Only Tension

SCENE 1 — ARRIVAL (0:00–0:25) A city at night—lights exude allure. Her heels click

over marble—determined steps. Hands adjust a silk blouse—calm, prepared.

Close-up: soft lighting over her composed face. Her voice begins—a whisper caressing

the night. SCENE 2 — FIRST MEETING (0:25–0:50) A boardroom, vast and empty—except

for him. His presence feels immense. Eyes rise, steady and intense.

Expression unreadable, movement minimal. Eyes meet—electric. An almost imperceptible breath emerges beneath

her song. SCENE 3 — PRESENTATION BEGINS (0:50–1:40) She opens her laptop—slides appear,

elegantly simple. Her song accompanies her pitch. Not persuasion—command. Camera traces her