Elara, an ethereal figure draped in silk, pirouettes with the elegance of a seasoned ballerina. Her every move is a dance of shadow and light, a mesmerizing spectacle under the moonlit window. Amidst her graceful twirls, she finds solace, a silent rebellion against the world's turmoil.

The Arc de Triomphe in Paris, it's warm and sunny, a tall blonde with long hair, prescription glasses and a beautiful red dress. Her name is Sabina, she's 25 years old, she's friendly, nice, curious about the world, open to new acquaintances, you can talk to her about everything, there's no taboo topic in conversation for her. She's a typical sanguine. She likes traveling, hiking in the mountains, riding a bike, reading books, dancing, loves animals, volunteers, enjoys life. She doesn't like boredom or when someone doesn't respect her. She lives with her parents in Katowice, but she's rarely at home because she travels most of the time. She works remotely in a corporation, has flexible working hours. She has many acquaintances and good friends, but she's still single. She dreams of traveling around the world, her own house with a garden and a loving husband. In the future (after the wedding) she wants to have 2 children.

Sonia, a symbol of sophistication with her white blazer and sleek skirt, stands tall before a canvas of yellow and green. The epitome of elegance, with her blonde tresses and striking red lips, she draws eyes with her grace. Adorned with dazzling earrings, her every stance oozes confidence, a beacon of professionalism. Yet, beneath her composed exterior, a web of secrets entangles her world.