In a forgotten corner of the city, an old photo booth stood alone

In a forgotten corner of the city, an old photo booth stood alone, its slightly rusted metal edges and its exterior covered in posters faded by time. inside, the dim, warm light of the yellowish bulbs illuminated the narrow space, highlighting the details of the two young people who had ventured to capture a moment of their time together. The girl, about 20 years old, She had intense red hair that fell in wavy cascades over her shoulders.. Her hair looked like liquid fire, reflecting golden sparkles under the soft light. His eyes verdes esmeralda brillaban con un entusiasmo juguetón mientras sonreía. She was wearing a simple but elegant dress., Cream colored with small embroidered floral details on the hem, which accentuated her slim and graceful figure. at your side, a boy of the same age, with hair black as ebony, he was sitting slightly leaning towards her. Her dark locks fell messily over her forehead., framing a face with soft but defined features. His eyes, of a deep brown color, They looked at the girl with a mixture of affection and curiosity.. He was wearing a navy blue linen shirt., unbuttoned at the neck, and dark pants that complemented his relaxed but well-kept appearance.. They were both leaning towards the camera, their heads together, their synchronized smiles and their eyes full of complicity. The girl's hand rested casually on the boy's shoulder., as he held her other hand intertwined with his. Behind them, The back of the cabin showed a dark red velvet curtain., torn in some places, which added a nostalgic and charming touch to the atmosphere. The moment captured in that old photo not only reflected the youth and beauty of the two, but also a spark of connection and the promise of shared future moments.