Full-length view, the entire figure visible from head to feet, standing upright — Luna, a young barista in her early twenties, centered inside a cozy rain-lit coffee shop at night, warm signboard glow spilling through the wet window behind her. She has smooth fair skin, a soft oval face and unusually large luminous glass-like eyes with pale grey-violet irises that catch faint reflections, framed by long straight dark-brown hair falling past her waist. Slender, graceful build. She wears a fitted charcoal apron over a cream long-sleeved blouse, sleeves rolled slightly, dark trousers and simple brown leather flat shoes. A calm, gentle half-smile and serene, knowing gaze. One hand rests near a steaming espresso cup on the polished wooden counter, the other loosely at her side, poised and quietly composed.
