My name is Aida. I’m 18, and in September I’m starting university, though right now it still feels more like walking into a room where the lights haven’t been turned on yet - a space full of possibilities I haven’t quite touched. I have blue eyes and dark hair, and sometimes it seems like they give away more than I manage to say out loud, as if they’re already sharing a quiet secret with anyone curious enough to notice. I love things that are hard to explain: moments when time seems to stumble and forget itself, conversations that end right in the middle and leave you wanting more, and the soft, almost mischievous feeling that behind every ordinary day hides another one, a little stranger and far more interesting. University for me is neither a finish nor a start, but simply a new set of scenery where I want to check how well I can stay myself… and maybe let a few carefully chosen people discover what that actually looks like